Striking up a deal

"Your Grace!" 

Lilou ran towards the vestibule of the mansion to catch up to Samael standing under the foyer. Samael looked back, lifting his brows at this misplaced excitement in her eyes. He leaned back a bit when she perked up in front of him, knitting his brows when she opened her palm between them.

"Hundred gold!" Lilou exclaimed while he tilted his head to the side. "For stealing my precious first kiss."

"A hundred gold…?"

Her excitement and resolve waned. "Was it too much…?" she asked awkwardly. "What about fifty?"

Samael blinked almost innocently, processing her words and these abrupt demands. But to her, she perceived his silence as something like a client having second thoughts. Fabian and Tilly were asking for years of her life and the other one was her organs, so fifty golds shouldn't be that much, right?

'Wait… Lexx only asked for ten, though,' she thought and bit her lip out of habit. "Twenty?"