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.

words of support, not actual

situation was tense, the auctioneer stepped forward to calm

you’re willing to bid?” he asked, trying to

cold laugh, her voice

auctioneer blinked, stunned by

Lovett, did you mean

50 million, and I’m taking that dagger. No

silence fell over the

just going to outbid

million was a fair bid, and here she was, offering half

really trying to use her

casting glances at the tense scene

auction house isn’t some back alley operation,” one whispered.

thinks 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

furrowed his brow slightly, his tone measured but unmistakably firm. “Ms. Lovett, surely

“You think I’m joking? I’ll say it one more time, 50

her seat and strode directly toward the

and Lucian followed behind

gave a cool, unreadable

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afraid that’s not how this works. This auction is bound by rules, which say the highest legitimate bidder wins. Even if Duke

fell silent

who stood behind this

that, there was no way anyone would

Donald and Lucian had been all bravado, promising to throw down

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

was, they didn’t have

Mabel drop a hundred million on

score.

below watched them standing awkwardly onstage,

auction house backed by the Black Faith Order just by flashing some fancy last names.

voice cut through

prepared to raise the bid, please step off the stage. This is a business that runs

quiet murmurs

stiffly under the lights, clearly out of place and out

on any longer,

throw this in on top of the bid? Would that dagger

she spoke, she reached into her pocket and pulled

Gasps filled the room.

just any seal. It was the Black Faith Order’s sovereign seal, one of only three ever made by the head of

just rare. It symbolized ultimate

the most treasured guests of the Black Faith Order were ever given

only three

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

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didn’t offer a single credit, the auction house would have no choice but to hand over

guests clearly disapproved of

none could deny

power enters the room, even money has to

let out subtle

they didn’t have to scramble for

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