Miracle is Expensive

"Where did you learn it? Did you talk to a pontiff? Have you engaged in conversation with people in the Saint Realm?"

Gerard went silent and become nervous as his heart began pounding wildly.

"You don't have to answer. I think I knew where."

The Goddess then flick her delicate and smooth hand and two large chairs with cushions materialized together with two cups of tea placed on a round marble table.

"Have a seat and be at ease. You'll get stiff by standing nervously. I am not Demeter that will immediately kill you once my eyes glimpse upon you."

Well, that didn't help to ease my nervousness. Gerard lampooned.

Nonetheless, he took a seat and feel the wondrous feeling offered by the cushion.

"Better?" The Goddess tease.

"Yes." Gerard tersely and politely replied.

So that is how it is. Not bad! I want one!

The moment he felt the cushion, all his anxiety and nervousness vanished in an instant!