Chapter 219: The Golden Rule (3)
The assembly chamber became quiet. Many nobles were shaken by Viscountess Amethyst’s remark.
“Lovely?” Countess Towerfang Tiger murmured, clearly displeased with the answer.
Most of the nobles reacted similarly. However, those Amethyst had taken in—the women who loved her and were loved by her—were calm. Her lovers seemed to think it was a good thing this story was now public.
Amethyst replied, “Yes. A person, a noble one at that, will crumble and agonize under the weight of the misfortune they have caused. Something about this will always touch people’s hearts. Marchioness Snowhite is like a honey-filled cake. When you take a bite of her, sweetness fills your mouth.”
Towerfang Tiger was dumbfounded. “What in the world are you talking about?”
Amethyst sighed and shrugged, not bothering to hide her scorn. “Forget it. You don’t get it. When a treasure map falls right in an adventurer’s lap, they set out to find it, but lowlives always laugh at them. So... are you done?”
“What?”
“I’m asking if you have anything more to say, Countess. This poor man lost his granddaughter to a noble, and that noble happens to be my subordinate. That’s the summary of this incident. If you have nothing left to add, please sit back down. It’s already late into the night, and it would be unpleasant if the meeting stretches well past midnight.”
“Y-You... This old man lost his only granddaughter!” Towerfang Tiger shouted. “Did you know it happened on the day of his wife’s birthday? The girl was on her way to give her grandmother a birthday present, but Marchioness Snowhite beat her to death!”
The old man still had his forehead glued to the floor. Without sparing him a single glance, Towerfang Tiger pulled out a hairpin, an accessory that women from commoner households often wore.
“Look! This hairpin is the birthday present the granddaughter prepared. She was rushing to give this gift to her grandmother, but she bumped into Marchioness Snowhite on the way!” Towerfang Tiger yelled, her voice getting desperate.