Aether threw the coins in the air, catching them in his hand as they fell. '6 silver and 72 bronze coins. Funny, only this much is close to a Withered gold coin. Just goes to show you the economy. If I were to go to the Withered and trade them all for Withered money, I would have quite a lot, but I haven't gotten my authorization yet.'
Nobles could go into the Withered whenever they wanted, so he thought it was going to be the same for him. But no, the King had to accept his request personally; only then would he be allowed to leave the Blue Rose. It was pretty annoying; he didn't know what they thought he was going to do, run? Why would he do that?
Walking over to a shop, Aether spotted a small pastry from the window, the same one that had stopped him last time. Maybe he had a soft spot for them. He sighed, not able to control himself. The doorbell rang as he entered the shop.
