28th June 1574
"Well, I never intended to accept their laughable offer. I just wanted you to hear it before I would ask them to leave."
Smiling at Elia, I picked her hand with my own and turned my head to the guests.
"I think it's time for you to depart back to your lands. Should I send some of my men to help you find the way, or are you capable of doing it yourself?"
With how they came to my house to basically threaten me into giving up all my lands for some pitiful amount of gold that - just like Elia pointed out - I could make in way less than a year, I couldn't be bothered to keep up with the pleasantries. Ignoring the fact that the way in which I told them to get the hell out of my place could be easily taken as an insult and lead to a duel, I turned my head back to my wife, adoring the slight smile on her lips.
"You… Are you sure you can bear the consequences of refusing me?!"
