"Miss Martinez, please, name your price. It takes a great deal of time and effort to create such beautiful pieces," Sylvian insisted gently.
"Indeed, it does. But Your Highness traveled a great distance just to meet with me, and your time is far more precious. I truly cannot accept any money from you," Iliana stated, remaining firm in her refusal. "Please, consider it a gift from an artist to an admirer."
"Very well. I accept it with gratitude," Sylvian said. He reached into his coat pocket and withdrew a heavy, golden paper token, an item he had specifically prepared before visiting her residence.
Extending it toward her, he continued, "Miss Martinez, this is a premium pass to the grand art gallery exhibition in the capital, which begins next month. I want you to showcase your pieces there, and more than that, I would be honored if you attended as my personal guest."
