All the way into the residence, once she had shaken off the cheers and clamor that had followed them, Sibilla finally couldn't help changing her expression:
"And you still have the nerve to come!"
"Why shouldn't I?"
Losa reached out and took down an edition from the bookshelf; whether it was the calfskin cover inlaid with gold leaf and silver thread, or the snow‑white paper inside, all spoke of its considerable price.
"Tsk, is Jaffa and Ashkelon really so wealthy? A full set of deluxe editions—I thought only the princes and nobles of the Eastern Empire, who monopolize the silk‑weaving industry, would buy such flashy, impractical things."
"Utter shamelessness! Wasn't it you who trumpeted that every coin spent at your bookshop would become a Sword raised against Heretics?"
