The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband-Chapter 351: meeting the girls

Abrielle requested for a bow of water and bandage, which she used to clean Cedric’s wound personally, while the maid was clearing the mess Cedric created.

His eyes were on her as she clumsily did the job. "You should get changed first," he suggested, watching her. Parts of her dress were stained with his blood, she wasn’t bothered by the stains and wanted to focus on the task before her first

"I will do that once I am done." She grabbed a knife to cut the bandage. "Will you be able to work in that condition?"

Her brows were pulled together, concerned how he was going to finish his paperwork with the injury on his palm.

"I will be fine and this will be healed before the end of the day."

She nodded then stood up from the stool she was on. "I am done. By the way, I intend to see the other girls."

Since the escape she hasn’t seen the survivors. She didn’t know how they were doing or how many survived?

"Evelyn will take you to them." Cedric informed her. Abrielle excused herself then left the study. Cedric still had work to do, and she planned on seeing the girls

Half an hour later, soft clicking sounds echoed as Abrielle made her way down the halls, candle flames flickered. It was noon, but the rooms were already dark thanks to the large rain clouds that flew over the castle.

Abrielle was led to the south wing by Evelyn, where the guest rooms were located.

The long dress swept the polished marble floor, as she continued down the path. Abrielle held the dress with Evelyn following her from behind.

The heavy down pour had stopped but outside was very wet, water could be dropping from the glass window.

"The girls have been well taken care of according to his highness instructions." Evelyn’s voice echoed, Abrielle had been quiet the entire time, and she was curious what was going on through the princess’s head. freewebnσvel.cøm

"I am glad to hear that," Abrielle answered, the cloud rumbled with light flashing in the hall. Abrielle’s eyes drew to the window, a sigh leaving her lips.

"We are here." Evelyn announced, the guards at the door bowed to the princess. "Greetings your highness. " They greeted, then the door creaked open as the door was pushed open by them.

Abrielle stepped into the room, its bright lights welcomed her. The air had a hint of lavender and strong tea aroma.

As soon as she stepped in a round of voice echoed. "Greetings your highness, Princess Abrielle of Darconia. It is an honour to be in your presence." All the girls rose to their feet to greet her.

As Princess Abrielle entered, accompanied by Evelyn, there was a subtle shift in the atmosphere. The princess’s presence commanded attention, and the girls, still fragile from their ordeal, looked up with a mix of curiosity and wariness. Abrielle’s expression was one of concern and compassion, her eyes scanning the room as she approached the tables.

Abrielle’s eyes continued to dart around the room as she tried to recognize all of them available. The princess made her way to her seat, only after she was seated the other dare took their seats.

"The honour is mine that a day like this is possible. You can have your seats." Abrielle’s voice was filled with confidence like a true princess. All the girls nodded then took her seat. Evelyn stood beside her, a steady presence, as Abrielle greeted the girls with gentle warmth. The princess took a seat, her movements gracious, and signaled for the girls to join her.

The tearoom was a serene oasis, filled with the soothing aroma of freshly brewed tea and soft chatters. The fireplace crackled softly, making the air warm.

Delicate porcelain teacups and saucers adorned intricately patterned tablecloths, while tiered serving dishes held an assortment of dainty sandwiches, scones, and pastries. The windows were covered with large curtains that flapped occasionally as the wet rain breeze blew in.

The tea service was exquisite, with delicate china and steaming pots of fragrant tea. "We can’t describe the joy we feel for this day to be possible." Becky chimed in as the leader. After a few days of care, Becky was more radiant and her beauty showed.

"It is all possible because you decided to trust me and fight back. I know you are all surprised how a direct princess of Darconia ended up in a place like that, but we should leave the unpleasant talk." Evelyn handed over a cup of warm tea for the princess, which she accepted.

After the princess were served, the maids followed Evelyn’s lead to poured cups for the girls, their hands moving with precision.

"Yes, we have been wishing to see you since we recovered but were informed your health was deteriorating. " Camilla chimed in, her green eyes sparkling.

Abrielle took a sip from her tea then dropped the cup on the saucer, "that’s true, I just woke up Yesterday. I am glad at least this number recovered." She paused then continued.

"So that brings the conversation what you plan to do now. I am ready to use my authority as the wife of the first prince to support you all. I am sure there are some of you that have homes to go to, protection will be offered to make sure you all get back to your family safely and a reward for assisting in my escape." Abrielle explained and a lot of the girls eyes sparkled, especially Becky that was home sick

"What about those of us that don’t have a home ready to take us in?" Camilla chimed in.

Abrielle nodded, knowing some of them were sold by their families. Although Abrielle has no idea of Camilla’s past, she was one of the biggest supporters that night.

"You are welcome to come to Vitalis with me. I am sure suitable jobs can be found to help you settle in, if needed the first prince estates have room for more staff." Abrielle explained to Camilla who nodded.

Her eyes fell on a familiar face that has been quiet throughout, Betty.

Betty’s eyes met with Abrielle’s then her lips parted. "Hope is still alive, the attendees of the culling were investigated, and it was confirmed Hope is alive but far away." she said leaving the princess stunned.