SIGRID

I pressed the pedal again, discreetly glancing toward the opposite booth, where the red light flickered on the floor.

And so, we waged our silent bidding war. The other buyers had withdrawn—the lunar runes were valuable, but their uses were limited.

"500,000 gold coins for bidder number 67!"

"Damn it!" I muttered under my breath.

Electra had money—she could afford this—but withdrawing too many coins from the family vaults would draw Morgana’s attention.

My gaze kept drifting toward the r