"Papa said that he shall think about it, but until now, he hasn't said another word!" I complained, pacing back and forth.
My birthday was approaching. It had been a few weeks of discussing having Valerian as my pet hadn't progressed well.
I couldn't even ask Papa again since he was out of town to deal with something in our family business. Our family business was part of the weaving and textile industry that was going well. So, Papa mainly went out to check and audit the accounting records every month. In an unfortunate case, this was the time that he needed to audit.
Zoe would be left in charge of the manor since she was my father's first wife.
I went to her study room when I was summoned. "Yes?"
Zoey's eyes darted to me before she stood up and tossed the budgeted statement for my birthday this week.
"Your budget is only 80,000 gold coins to host a birthday party. And you dared to spend a hundred thousand gold coins?!" she asked, raising her voice.
