The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1356

The Price of Privilege

The auctioneer froze mid–swing, the gavel suspended in the air as he looked up toward the voice.

The woman who had spoken was stunning, modern, poised, radiating the aura of someone born into privilege.

Every guest in the auction hall turned to look at her.

A hundred million Netheris coins for a dagger from a foreign land? It seemed excessive.

Even if the weapon hailed from the distant and mysterious Earthend.

Even if the auctioneer had claimed it once belonged to a handmaiden of the legendary Divine Drakebane.

Yes, such an item could be considered priceless.

But was it really worth that much?

Unless, of course, the buyer had more money than they knew what to do with.

Whoever could afford this dagger was either incredibly wealthy or incredibly powerful.

Most likely both. And definitely one of the elite few in Gyro.

A spotlight turned and settled on the woman.

The auctioneer hesitated, then visibly stiffened.

It was her, Mabel, the daughter of Hunderra’s Duke.

Seated beside her were two heirs from the country’s most influential families. Donald Maack, son of the Maacks, and Lucian of the Shelbys.

Another young woman sat next to them, unfamiliar to most. Still, anyone seen in Mabel’s company likely had a formidable background of their own.

Whispers rippled through the crowd.

“So it’s the Duke’s daughter. No wonder. That dagger is as good as hers.”

“The Duke of Hunderra’s wealth is unmatched. A hundred million coins are practically pocket change to them,” someone murmured in the crowd.

“No wonder she’s being so relentless. She has to have that dagger.”

Ryleigh, who had come with Mabel, knew exactly what was happening. Mabel was stubborn and intentionally caused trouble with Robin and Daphne.

She didn’t care about the dagger/It was about proving a point.

“Mabel,” Ryleigh whispered, trying to calm her down. “Is this really necessary? You don’t even like the dagger. Why go out of your way to get back at them?”

Mabel snapped, her tone sharp as ice, “I’m getting that dagger today, no matter what. Even if I have to buy

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it to throw away, I’m not letting them win.

She shot a cold glance toward the auctioneer. “Today, I’ll see if they have the guts to challenge me

Beside her, Donald and Lucian nodded enthusiastically. “Exactly. Who does this outsider think he is, actin like he can take what he wants? Mabel, if you want it, we’ll help. If you don’t have enough, tell me. 131 ask my dad for more!”

Although Mabel was the Duke’s daughter, pulling off a hundred million coins wasn’t easy, especially considering that neither Donald nor Lucian could summon that kind of cash alone.

offering words of

the situation was tense, the auctioneer stepped forward to

willing to bid?” he asked, trying to

cold laugh, her voice dripping with

blinked, stunned

you mean

turned icy. “Do I look like I’m joking? I said 50 million,

heavy silence fell over the

serious. She wasn’t just going to outbid everyone; she was

here she was, offering half and

her father’s title to

few guests murmured quietly, casting glances at the

one whispered. “Their backing comes from

she can use her status as the Duke’s daughter to muscle her way into claiming that dagger. She’s in for a rude awakening. The auctioneer won’t

auctioneer furrowed his brow slightly, his tone measured but unmistakably

joking? I’ll say it one more

her seat and strode directly

Lucian

gave a cool, unreadable

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I’m afraid that’s not how this works. This auction is bound by rules, which say the highest legitimate bidder wins. Even if Duke Zennet were here, he’d still have

and Lucian fell

knew who stood behind

no way anyone would try

bravado, promising to throw

now, face to face with the real deal, not a single word came out of

truth was, they didn’t have that kind of money.

Duke of Hunderra wouldn’t let Mabel drop a hundred

score.

them standing awkwardly onstage, quietly

Thinking they could strong–arm an auction house backed

auctioneer’s voice cut through the

prepared to raise the bid, please step off the stage. This is a business that runs on money. Whoever offers the highest price takes the item. That’s the

wave of quiet murmurs began rippling

the lights, clearly

dragged on any longer, it’d become a

cast a disdainful glance toward Robin and Daphne down below. “Sir, what if I throw this in on top of the bid? Would that dagger be mine for 50 million

reached into her

Gasps filled the room.

sovereign seal, one of only three ever made by the head of

just rare. It symbolized ultimate authority within the Black Faith

most treasured guests of the Black Faith Order were

cities of Rosha, only three of these Blackfaith Seals

Rosha, another by the Duke of Hunderra, and the third, still waiting to be given, remained in the possession of the Black

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of Hunderra, truth be told. Even if she didn’t offer a single credit, the auction house would have

the guests clearly disapproved of what

could

power enters the room, even money

and Lucian both let

Seal, they

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