The Mad Princess and the Dying Prince novel Chapter 61

Lucia Beaumont currently presented a picture of tragic beauty.

Her face was stunning, yet she was painfully thin. A bandage wrapped around her head, and her gown was clearly ill-fitting.

But when Lady Forrester looked into her eyes, she saw the clarity and stillness of an autumn lake.

It was a gaze that made it impossible to dislike her.

"Are you calling for me, my lady?" Lady Forrester asked.

Lucia nodded. "My lady, I am of House Beaumont. I have urgent business at the castle gates. Could you grant me a boon and offer me a ride?"

Bonnie's eyes went wide.

Was her lady really trying to borrow a carriage from a stranger?

The older woman was unfamiliar, likely not the wife of a high-ranking noble. Otherwise, perhaps dropping Prince Jareth's name might have worked.

Surely this stranger would refuse.

Lady Forrester was equally taken aback.

She had never encountered such a bold request and opened her mouth, unsure of how to politely decline.

The girl looked pitiful enough, but one did not simply invite strangers into their carriage.

Lucia met her gaze and added, "There is sickness in your household, is there not? A stubborn illness that has filled you with worry."

Lady Forrester paled.

"How could you possibly know that?"

"Will you give me a ride?" Lucia asked. "I can explain everything on the way."

Lady Forrester gritted her teeth. "Please, step inside."

"Thank you, my lady."

Lucia extended a hand toward Bonnie, who jolted from her daze and quickly helped her mistress into the carriage.

Had that actually worked?

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