The Mad Princess and the Dying Prince novel Chapter 51

Lucia Beaumont returned to Sunstone Pavilion and laid out the food from the basket.

There were still four bowls of restorative broth, and six plates of delicate pastries.

Along with a small clay pot of sweetened milk.

"The masters of Beaumont Manor certainly dine well."

She did not hold back, consuming two bowls of the broth and two plates of pastries before giving the rest to Celia and Bonnie.

Celia had tossed Bertha to the Slaver's Guild, instructing the flesh-peddler to seek out Lady Beaumont for the maid's deed of bondage. After such a display, the kitchen staff would surely keep their heads down.

Bonnie returned shortly after with three boxes of confections from an established bakery, handing a small purse to Lucia.

"My Lady, that emerald pendant actually pawned for fifty silver marks!"

Bonnie had gone to the pawnshop, where the master's eyes had brightened at the sight of the pendant. He mentioned that while the emerald was not particularly rare and the clarity only moderate, its soft luster made it incredibly appealing.

He even told her the truth: normally, such a piece would only fetch around thirty-five silver marks. However, looking at it brought a sense of joy. Many noble ladies purchased jewels based purely on instinct, and he felt this stone possessed a captivating charm, hence the higher price.

He also added that if she had any more of such quality, she should bring them to him for a handsome sum.

"Fifty silver marks? Not bad." Lucia nodded.

"The silver box also fetched a mark, and the gold earrings brought twenty," Bonnie said. "My Lady, I bought pastries from The Gilded Spoon Patisserie for one mark, so there are exactly seventy silver marks left."

Lucia had originally been penniless. To think a brief stroll around the courtyard had earned her a small fortune.

Celia and Bonnie both found the situation thrilling.

Thinking of her meager cloth bundle, Lucia let out a soft sigh.

The gown she wore had likely been made for Aurelia Beaumont. It was slightly too loose on her, feeling cumbersome as she moved.

Lucia came to a halt.

Lady Beaumont stopped in front of her and immediately raised a hand to strike her face.

Celia's expression darkened as she swiftly caught the woman's wrist.

"What are you doing, my Lady?"

"You dare stop me?" Lady Beaumont glared at Celia with fury.

"Our lady is still injured and has done nothing wrong. If you intend to strike her without a word, of course I will stop you."

"Do not forget your place!"

Lady Beaumont yanked her hand away. "I originally thought you were a senior maid sent by Prince Jareth, but since your deed of bondage was given to Lucia, you are a servant of Beaumont Manor. You had best figure out who your true masters are!"