[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: GLASS BRIDGE ~ SAVINA AND DRONES]
Deonisia spoke in hushed tones with a young man, nodding at intervals to what he was saying. When she finished, she threw a bag of money, which the young man accepted happily. Bowing deeply, he left the room, leaving Deonisia alone with her thoughts.
"Greetings, Lady Deonisia," Panha entered the room as soon as the young man left, bowing deeply.
Deonisia raised her face, "You're still here?" She asked the young woman in a nonchalant manner.
Panha, seeking a way to get back on Deonisia's boat and prove her relevance, smiled and sat beside the woman. "Who was that earlier? The man that just left," she asked, ignoring the indifferent attitude she got from Deonisia. To achieve greatness, you must first shed your pride, Panha advised herself mentally.
