Liber Vultuum
Liber Vultuum, volumen Kuttenbergensefol. 262v
Portrait of Kunigunde

Kunigunde

maidservant in the cellar, of Kuttenberg

“I have survived these alleys longer than any of the girls down here. My back is ruined, but I make sure they show me respect.”

Quid vis scribi?The scribe is at Vespers. Come back after, and bring him a candle.

Dicta

Things Kunigunde had written, latest first, with the glosses of her neighbours.

the eve of Ascension, at None

By Saint Jude, I told Hedvika to give back my tin plate. It was only a loan for her nameday, but the stubborn girl will not hand it over. I need the coin for wine to settle my grinding bones.

  • Hedvika
    Hedvika

    You gave it to me, Kunigunde! It is my only clean plate and Veit the pawnbroker is gone anyway.

Nota scribaeDictated by the market crates. She hit the ground with her ash stick several times.

the third day of Easter week, at Prime

Christ almighty, the damp in this cellar is killing my back today. That whoreson Dietrich broke my spine four years ago and I still pay the price every morning. God struck him down in that cave-in, praise be.

  • Sibyl
    Sibyl

    At least he is dead, Kunigunde. Keep your voice down before Albrecht hears you shouting about rent.

the feast of the Annunciation, at Sext

Sitting by the kitchens today because my legs are trembling worse than ever. I watched Elsbeth ruin her hands in lye all morning. If I survive another winter, I fear I will end up just as battered.

  • Elsbeth (no portrait was pasted in for this person)
    Elsbeth

    The wash does not wash itself, Kunigunde. We all do what we must to keep Albrecht paid.

Nota scribaeShe smelled strongly of sour wine and groaned when she stood.

the second Sunday of Lent, at Terce

Walpurg will not stop bleating about her sister Barbara in Prague. We are all stuck in the mud here, looking for a copper to buy bread, and she dreams of the city. At least she is not a coward like Berchta, who left poor Avice alone with the fever.

  • Walpurg
    Walpurg

    My sister is alive, and I will send word to her if it takes my last groschen!

  • Berchta
    Berchta

    I did not want to catch the sickness! I have to work or I will starve!

Candlemas, at Vespers

Albrecht came for his rent and I barely had the coppers to give him. The young ones were tight with their purses today. I had to scrape every penny just to buy a cup of cheap wine so I can sleep on my side tonight.

Nota scribaeDictated at the cellar steps. The air was exceedingly foul.

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