With the order in hand, the palace servants led Elizabeth's knights to the brothel, while Adam, Amarantha, and Elizabeth herself headed to a cozy estate and settled in a spacious meeting hall. Before them was served aromatic tea, so precious that its value could sustain a whole family of twenty for several years. Yet, for Adam, these expenses had become ordinary, as his income grew with each passing day, and those same 1000 Platinum Dragon Stones no longer held great value for him – like loose change for buying regular ice cream.
With elegance, Elizabeth sipped her tea and closed her eyes, savoring its flavor. However, her reaction was restrained. "I knew you would be delighted," Amarantha smiled, her eyes narrowing mischievously.
"How does she understand everything?" Adam pondered but decided to keep it to himself.
