Celia and Bonnie frowned. Thirty Pfennig?
Was House Beaumont truly that impoverished?
"I asked about you." Lucia refused to be sidetracked by Aurelia's deflection.
Aurelia secretly gritted her teeth.
Why was this wench so impossible to fool?
Zella Beaumont was a bastard daughter, not born of the main wife. Why would she be given a generous allowance?
"I receive a little more because I frequently attend banquets and must meet with princesses and noble ladies. I represent the face of House Beaumont."
Lucia smiled. "So, how much?"
She was being incredibly patient today, asking the same question multiple times. In the past, she would never have asked twice.
"One silver mark a month, and eight dresses a year," Aurelia finally admitted through gritted teeth.
She was the eldest legitimate daughter!
She was engaged to the Second Prince!
She was friends with Princess Corinna!
She was a highly ranked noblewoman in the Royal Capital. Naturally, she wouldn't be treated like Zella.
"Then, for the ten years I spent in the countryside, shouldn't I be compensated for what I missed?"
Lucia paused, then spoke with absolute clarity. "At one silver mark a month, that is twelve marks a year, making it one hundred and twenty marks for ten years. Eight dresses a year means I am owed eighty dresses. However, I do not trust Lady Beaumont's taste, so those eighty dresses will be converted into coin. I will buy them myself. I'll even give her a discount and calculate it at two marks per dress. Eighty dresses equal one hundred and sixty marks."
She spoke so quickly that Aurelia was left completely bewildered, only catching the final total.
"That comes to two hundred and eighty silver marks."



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