Outside of the Windsor Palace.
Adonis and Fiona rode on the former's royal coach, as they headed back towards his mansion. Today's errand, being finalized.
"Ahh~ I didn't expect you could be so sly~" Fiona commented, a playful smile resting on her face.
"...I had no choice." Adonis sighed, avoiding to exchange eye contact with Fiona.
He had just made a deal that would sap out two hundred forty million gold from him. And yet, he was someone who lacked half a million gold, let alone that amount.
Luckily, they could pay eight million annually.
"At least we got off safe, didn't we?" Inquired Fiona, trying to cheer him up.
According to Damien, the Windsor Palace would soon be the center of Avarice. He did not tell them why, or how, but they chose to believe him.
That being the case, meant that the Windsor Palace wouldn't be dying down for the next decades. And yet they bought it off cheap. Yes, to them, it was cheap.