Very slowly, Sigrid folded the letter, put it back in the envelope and flattened it with her hand over and over like she was ironing it.
"On a scale of one to ten, how angry was my mother when she received this letter?"
Roland shrugged.
"Ten." Cosmos replied and he continued to laugh. "They called her a nosy lady. Basically, they asked her to mind her business."
Sigrid ignored Cosmos and focused on other important things. The seeds and the gems!! Who knew that writing letters could be profitable like this? Maybe she needed to pick up a pen and join her mother.
"What gems..." she started and stopped when Sir Samuel dropped a large sack on the table.
Roland gestured to them. "This is half of everything that was sent to your mother. Since sending the letters out is your duty, she decided to share her profits with you."
