The Cursed Prince

"Welcome, Sir," Two beautiful women came to greet Emmelyn and Mrs. Adler at the brothel's entrance.

One of them looked at the really old man who was standing in front of their door and was wondering if he could still get it up. As for the younger one, he looked handsome and wealthy.

This might be their lucky day!

"Hey, is Lyla Lowell home?" Emmelyn asked them politely. The two ladies looked at each other and then observed Emmelyn more closely. They were wondering who this handsome man was. He called their madame in such a friendly way.

"Madame Lowell is home, yeah," the brunette sexy woman stepped forward and spoke coyishly. "Who are you? Our madame hates to be disturbed."

"She won't feel disturbed by me," Emmelyn smiled. "Tell her my name is Lestat Sovie. She knows me."

"Ah, in that case, please come in," said the brunette girl. She motioned Emmelyn and Mrs. Adler to enter and follow her. She brought them to a comfortable sitting room and asked them to sit down. "I will let my madame know about you."

"Thank you," said Emmelyn. She cast her glance around her and felt satisfied to see the brothel didn't change. If anything, it actually looked nicer than the last time she was here. It means business was doing well for Lyla.

"Lestat?" Mrs. Adler asked Emmelyn. "His Majesty?"

Emmelyn nodded. "Yeah, I sometimes use my father's name."

When going under the disguise of a man, Emmelyn used her father's or brother's name and added their mother's last name. It was easier to remember and she wouldn't make the mistake of not responding to the name when people called her.

"Ah, I see..." Mrs. Adler nodded. She thought Emmelyn was really smart. Their journey together had grown her respect for the girl by leaps and bounds.

The old witch knew Emmelyn was a resourceful woman, but she didn't expect Emmelyn to be really resilient and tough, unlike typical princesses she knew. Despite her circumstances, Emmelyn still kept going.

She didn't break down and cry for her unfortunate life, but she forced herself to go to Atlantea and found Myreen. She also knew how to protect them.

During the past four weeks, they were almost robbed three times, but she always managed to drive those thugs away with her wit and her sword.

Mrs. Adler never saw Emmelyn cry. Sometimes, she could see the woman's gaze was filled with longing for her daughter, but she didn't let it stop her from her goal. Mrs. Adler admired this princess so much.

"Hey!" Emmelyn turned toward the sound and a smile immediately curved up on her face. She saw Lyla, in her prettiest and sexiest dress, entered the living room. The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled broadly as she approached Emmelyn. "You are back!"

Right at that moment, the two women who received Emmelyn earlier knew that their madame really knew this guest well.

"Anna, get some wine and dinner for my guests," Lyla barked at one of the women. "And prepare a nice bedroom for them."

"Yes, Madame," Anna nodded respectfully and went inside to get things ready for Emmelyn.

"Lucia, come here and give Lestat a back massage! He looks like he is so tired from his journey," Lyly ordered the other woman. She turned to Emmelyn and smiled coyishly. "Lucia is one of our prettiest hosts. You can bring her to your bed tonight. I hope you won't say no."

Mrs. Adler coughed violently when she heard Lyla's words. She couldn't imagine Emmelyn slept with a prostitute. It was too absurd.

"My dear Lyla, you are always so sweet. I would love to take you up on that offer, but unfortunately, I cannot. I have a mission to do. I promise, next time I will not hesitate." Before Lyla could argue, Emmelyn took out one gold coin from her pocket and placed it on Lyla's hand. "I also don't want a free room this time. I have money. This is for you."

The older woman pressed her lips in surprise. Her eyes bulged when she saw the money. Her voice stammered when she spoke. "This... this money is for me? This is too much!"

"Well, consider this down payment for all the wine I will be drinking when I pass by Twig," Emmelyn said. "I got lucky with my last job and made some money. This time I don't want freebies."

Lyla smiled happily. She was not proud and would accept money given to her. "Well, then, if you insist, I must not say no."

She put the money inside her clothes, between her breasts, and patted it lovingly.

"Madame, we have prepared dinner for your guests," the girl called Anna entered the living room and notified Lyla that dinner was ready.

The chubby older woman clapped and pulled Emmelyn to go with her to the dining room. "You must eat a lot. We have a lot to catch up on. I caught wind of some good news for you. You might be able to make more money."

Emmelyn walked with Lyla, followed by Mrs. Adler. She was wondering what Lyla meant by ways for her to make money. Yes, Emmelyn had quite some money with her now, the ones she took from Roshan. However, it never hurt to make more money.

"Come on, eat a lot." Lyla poured wine into three cups and served the two cups for Emmelyn and her companion, while she took the other one. "My girls are quite busy. We have many guests lately. So, I will serve you wine during dinner. For one gold coin, you deserve to get the best... heheh..."

Emmelyn laughed at Lyla's joke. The cloud in her heart was slowly dissipated after she got into a warm conversation with the brothel owner.

Lyla was always full of crazy stories about their clients. Emmelyn cringed and laughed at her jokes. This woman was truly the ultimate host.

"You said I can make more money?" Emmelyn asked after she sipped her wine. "I am all ears."

Lyla looked to the right and left as if worried that the walls suddenly grew ears to listen to what she had to say. Then, she whispered. "I did, yeah. We are talking huge money."