Chapter 74: Death is at every corner
Abrielle was a bit hesitant hearing how cheap the girl was being sold, it could not be so easy. "800 silver coins," a lady bid.
Unlike other goods being auctioned, the last one was over 25 years old from her appearance, which is considered an age no longer tender and pure for those perverted men, reducing her value, leaving the only ones to bid for her are noble ladies interested in having an exotic maid.
The price started to climb a few hundred silver coins; Abrielle waited patiently, not to let her intentions known to arouse suspicion.
"100 gold coins," a lady with fuller features bid; for someone like the assumed hermit witch, this is the best the bid could get. She was only worth a couple of gold coins. This was the best a maid could be sold unlike the ones sold as their toys.
"300 gold coins," Abrielle finally joined the bid. The thick woman shot a glare at Abrielle directing, but the princess couldn’t care less. It seemed the lady could not spend that much.
"Going thrice,"
"Going twice,"
"Going... Then sold to the stunning lady with silver hair at 300 gold coins." A smile graced the princess’s eyes making it sparkle. All that was left was to make successful payments and her goal would be completed.
In one of the VIP loges which were small VIP boxes in the galleries of buildings like opera houses. The same man who had doubled the bid on the first girl’s eyes was intently studying the auction event. He could recognize a couple of the nobles from the capital despite their faces being covered.