"Me! La! Nie!"
Gazing at the golden emblem of the crossed pickaxe and scale above, and recognizing it as the unique symbol of the Molna royal family, Anna, stopped by the guards under the porch, couldn't help but take a deep breath. She turned around and grabbed her sister's ear, gritting her teeth as she questioned:
"Is this the 'small' client you told me about?!"
"Ouch! Ouch!"
Feeling the familiar slight pain on her ear, Melanie, realizing things had gone awry, quickly stood on tiptoe, trying to appease her furious sister while frantically explaining:
"They didn't buy much, just fifty-something bottles, so they really are small clients! I... I didn't know the delivery location was here!"
"It's because you insisted on the high price!"
Little did Anna expect that while she was away for a short while, Melanie's seemingly unsellable goods had already stirred up unforeseen trouble, leading them to be escorted into the palace by the guards. Anna couldn't help but fume:
