AnnonBee: From now on, the Futa would be on Monday and Friday. And Mercenary of Lust would be on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. The time would be around 6 p.m. GMT.
"However, 50 necklaces per day is excessive."
"Beginner artisans can make the chain, and intermediate artisans can simply assemble the wire to make the caged pendant. Will they be able to do so?"
"It would certainly speed things up, but I think 50 pendants per day is still too many."
"Don't think about it; just do it. I'm not going to pay you to think. Or do you want me to reduce your pay as well?"
"Your majesty."
Before Bishoo could say anything, Hilda waved him away. Hilda turned to Hati, asking, “What about the stones?”
"Even if the crystal shards are cheap, we can't control the production rate," Hati sighed. " Furthermore, we can only use about half of them."
"There's no problem. We have 7000 we can use, but we need around 23000 more," Hilda said, nodding.
"A large shipment is on its way, and we're hoping to get about 10,000-12000 good ones. The next shipment would still be a couple of weeks away. But, chief, why aren't we selling what we've already created?"
'We can't copyright the style.' That's what Hilda intended to say. "As soon as we sell the first one," she explained in a way Hati could understand, "people will try to copy it."
It is illegal for anyone other than the Nobles to own a silver or gold mine in the empire. And they primarily sell the silver to the imperial court in order for them to produce coins.
Naturally, the court's price is much lower. Even if they were unwilling, the nobles were powerless to intervene.
In this world, only the wealthy and noble can afford to buy jewelry. The nobles naturally wear gold jewelry and have little to no interest in silver jewelry.
Some nobles and businesses have attempted to sell silver jewelry, but the heavy silver accessory with noble-like designs is too expensive for the commoner.
So, after coins, the most common silver items used by nobles were silver cutlery.
Hilda wished to profit from the commoner market. Even if she sells it at five times the cost of production, it will still be 100 times cheaper than gold and within most people's financial ability.
"We won't be able to make any money if we only sell one or two. As a result, we must sell in bulk. And we must sell it before others can imitate it."
"But are you certain that ordinary people will buy them? Many nobles tried to sell it before, but..."
Hilda smirked, "because their product was crude, and on top of that, we're giving them three multiple colors stone shards that they can change themselves."
"It's like getting three different pieces of jewelry for the price of one. It will sell; the question is whether we have enough."
Looking that Hati was still not convinced, she simply smiled and changed the topic. “What about the imperial court?”
"They'd dispatched a high-ranking official to the mine. I've taken care of everything."
"That was to be expected; after all, we had stopped selling silver to the court for the previous three months. But don’t forget to pay 10% as tax. We don’t have any problem with them.”
Hilda stood up and walked out of the room. But, before she left, she said, "I'll be here for four more days. You know who to contact if you need me."
The sun had already begun to lose heat by the time Hilda returned to the main road of the business district. Hilda moved around sampling hawker food and well-known desserts from well-established shops.
A child blocked Hilda's path as she pondered where she should return. Or Hilda mistook it for a child. Hilda double-checked and discovered it was someone she recognized.
“Maysa!?” Mohna had called the girl by that name, Hilda remembered.
"Your highness, where are you going?" Hilda couldn't believe the petite girl was older than her when she looked at her. Hilda couldn't stop laughing when she saw a small girl acting like a noble person.
"Would you like some dessert?"
"Not at all, your Majesty."
"Please address me as Hilda."
Even if she pretended to be one, the young lady had not received any training in noble ethics. So she didn't know how to be humble and simply asked, "Are you going to return now?"
“Yes.” Hilda grinned.
“Then are you going to spend time with another...” Maysa couldn't think of any better way to end her sentence. Even though Hilda was smiling, she wasn't sure how to respond.
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“Yes.” Recognizing the question, Hilda responded without hesitation, "But what does it have to do with you? Do you have any concerns about your mother?"
Hilda deduced from the interaction that Maysa was Mohna's daughter. But, given her petite stature and height, she couldn't help but wonder.
Maysa shook her head and looked down but replied, "If Hilda is willing, I can serve your highness tonight."
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Hilda motioned with her hand for the musician to leave. The female musicians bowed and almost ran out of the room.
Hilda wasn't sure whether they were afraid or embarrassed, but it made her smile. Even if it was a 'rich man's brothel,' the service was on par with imperial suits at Earth's five-star hotels.
'Now that I think about it, it is unquestionably an 'imperial' suit.' Hilda tried to smile at the ostensibly clever pun but ended up moaning. And the reason for this is…
Her hand was too small to wrap around Hilda's slightly erect meat shaft, but Hilda could tell she was trying. And the failures were more stimulating than she had anticipated.
The thin fingers messaging the grit of the shaft or the small pink tongue licking the tip of the shaft were stimulating enough to reawaken her libido, which had become dormant after seeing the small child-like body.
Hilda couldn't believe this girl was an adult after noticing her head was smaller than Mohna's breast, and her wrist was slimmer than her (H) meat shaft.
"Of course, my prince." Mohna had previously explained to her, "She is my firstborn. Her father was a dwarf noble. That's why..."
Hilda understood. However, this type of undeveloped body wasn’t up to Hilda’s taste.
Although Hilda had hoped to sleep with a few different girls, she won't mind spending the entire five days with Mohna. She was the ideal partner for late-night activities.
Despite Mohna's confirmation that Maysa was a virgin, Hilda couldn't seem to warm up to her. Maysa, on the other hand, had won her over with her unbridled enthusiasm.
"I'm not going to give you the opportunity to complain. I will fulfill your every desire… " Maysa, who isn't even 150 cm tall, spoke confidently.
Although it made her laugh, she found no reason to refuse her. Hilda couldn't help but lend a helping hand to Maysa, who was licking her less rowdy member like a small animal.
Maysa, on the other hand, was giving it her all. Hilda's pink member was much bigger than she had anticipated. Even if she had seen other men having sex with her mother, the shape was unlike anything she had ever seen.
It would be an understatement to say she was unfazed by the thickness. The fact that it wasn't even fully erect added to the terror.
She knew it would hurt her a lot if this thing got inside of her, but she couldn't back out. This night will determine her future.
So she tried to encircle the pink shaft with her hands. It was slimy and warm to the touch. The member throbbed in her hand as she tried to grasp it more tightly. It was, however, like a soft, unsupported banana.
Maysa had been raised in a brothel since birth, so she was familiar with the process of firming and strengthening a man's organ. It was just that she had never done anything like it before.
She drew nearer to Hilda's penis. The musky odor was the first thing she noticed. The smell was distinct from that of the noble ladies she had severed.
It smelled musty, and she didn't like it. Her body, on the other hand, couldn't help but take another deep sniff. She felt compelled to smell it once more.
Maysa had no idea what it was, but the addictive sensation wouldn't let her stop sniffing Hilda's member any longer.
Maysa wasn't sure she liked the smell until the tip of her nose rubbed against Hilda's pink shaft.
She realized the male organ was still sprawled in her grip as soon as her trance ended. It made her a little depressed. But she was well aware that a man wasn't fond of her body.
As a result, no man had shown any interest in her in the two years she'd been working here. She wouldn't have any money if it weren't for a few strange noble girls and the widow of a wealthy merchant who had lost her child.
She was well aware that if it hadn't been for her mother's years of service, she would not have been able to join. She had no musical talent. And her body wasn’t the type a man would lust after.
And she was sure that she would be sold to a cheap brothel as soon as these women lost interest in her.
She was not looking forward to the experience. Men don't care about their appearance in those places as long as they can pour their lust. She didn't want to live in such a world.
And the only option she had was to have a noble child. No one better fits the bill than the imperial prince himself. She was sure that having a child with an imperial prince would change her life.
Even if the prince forgot about her, she would be able to live a life free of servitude to anyone else. As a result, she was determined to employ every technique she had learned from her mother.
She lacked one criterion that had made her mother so popular. Yet, she wasn’t willing to give up. She extended her tongue and licked the shaft.
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