Seraphina's eyes narrowed as she pushed the delicate porcelain cup away from her, the faint clink of it against the saucer punctuating her growing frustration.
Only moments ago, she was still enjoying the herbal tea just fine. But then Bluebell made its appearance out of nowhere and informed her about the news it received from the Afterlife Council.
The council's response was not unexpected, but the audacity of their demand still irked her. They were ready to create a monetary system for the Shadow City and provide her with the required amount of money. But in return, they wanted her to compensate with something of equal worth.
"What do they exactly want in return?" She demanded while glaring at the almost empty tea cup.