"Five hundred and ten," Prince Malphas replied, his tone remaining steady despite the astronomical figure. His expression carried the same neutral composure he'd maintained throughout the evening—focused but not emotional.
He's treating this like a business transaction rather than a personal affront. Smarter than I expected.
Lola's smile widened as she prepared her counter-bid, clearly enjoying the elevated price. But before she could respond, an unexpected voice cut through the tension.
"Four hundred twenty golden coins—plus three rare Demonica specimens!"
Vex?
Every head turned toward Viscount Vex, who stood beside his ornate plant cases.
Precious clicked her teeth with excitement from her perch behind his ear, apparently approving of her master's bold strategy.
Clearly, Vex defied the norms of the demon society. As an outcast who didn't really meddle with other nobles and royals. He didn't mind bidding against the royal prince.
