"I initially wanted to keep this painting for myself." Leonardo Lippo cherished the white oak frame inlaid with copper threads, and said through gritted teeth, "12 gold pounds, you can take this 'Resurrection of the Saint Master'."
The noble opposite him leaned close to the painting, examined it carefully, and only spoke after a long pause: "I naturally trust Master Leonardo's paintings; however, I've just fled from Dawn Island and don't have that many gold pounds on me. I'm afraid I can only offer 10 gold pounds."
"Holy Father, 10 gold pounds? Are you joking? Previously, Lady Yasal offered 24 gold pounds, and I didn't sell it. I'm already giving you a half-price deal." Leonardo clenched his hand tighter around the frame.
"But I can really only squeeze out 10 gold pounds; that's the highest price I can offer."
