"45,000,000."
Cassandra countered quickly.
"50,000,000."
The cold voice said after a pause.
Then, one of those cliche scenarios happened, though not in the way I expected.
"Lady at booth fourteen," the cold voice resonated, clearer and more direct than before, "I want you to reconsider. For the sake of the kingdom's peace, I ask that you yield this item."
Cassandra's reply was immediate and sharp. "And who are you to make such demands? What does this item have to do with the kingdom's peace?"
The cold male voice went silent.
"...Very well. I will explain then."
"..."
?
Why isn't he speaking? I frowned, confused. Why the sudden silence? Was he actually considering his words? Wasn't he supposed to arrogantly demand that she give up the item by revealing his background or position?
But then, a jolt of realization hit me. He wasn't silent at all.
The man was communicating with Cassandra directly, through telepathy. Yeah, that made sense.
