The cost of living in Merovia was far higher than Rosalind expected, and little by little, they were running out of money. There were too many things to buy, especially her mother's medicine, which consumed almost everything they had left. Sometimes, they skipped meals entirely just so they could manage what remained of their coins.
Just days ago, Rosalind had been in the palace where she could eat whatever she wanted without worry, but now, even though she finally had freedom, they were barely surviving.
Perhaps no one could truly have everything at once, she thought bitterly to herself.
She had gone around the city searching for work, but most places turned her away because she had no real skills. The few jobs available were exhausting labour for miserable pay, and even those employers doubted she could do the work properly.
With the last of the money she had, Rosalind bought food before returning home.
