Ivan
"I can't do that," Shaking my head, I got ready to leave. It was too much. Not only because I knew that blood was the most valuable ingredient in magic but because that amount would kill me. She was asking for my life. "Sorry for wasting your time."
"It's a fair price," She said as I turned. "And I can assure you that you won't open these doors in time on your own."
"I can't afford your prices," I declare, already walking to the counter. I saw everything I'd picked, and it hurt my heart to leave it, but I couldn't. Even the tears felt like too much.
