"…I demand eight hundred billion pearls," Althera said coldly as she extended her hand toward him, her tone leaving no room for negotiation. "And I will require an equivalent payment every single century from now on."
"Have you completely lost your goddamn mind, woman?!" Robin shouted, his voice rising despite himself.
Althera's eyes flew open to their widest extent, blazing with authority. "Robin Burton!!"
"Sorry—sorry," Robin waved his hands hurriedly in surrender. "Have you lost a little bit of your mind, Your Highness?!" Then his expression shifted as he knitted his brows together. "Eight hundred billion pearls every century? I honestly don't even know if all my profits since I arrived in the Middle Sector have reached two hundred billion pearls in total!"
