Desiree was undisturbed by her father’s abrupt manner. Instead, she just simply responded, “Hello, Father. I need a big favor from you.”
She glanced down at the sheets that she had been working on for a moment, for she wanted to make certain that she wasn’t going to say the wrong thing. At length, she took a deep breath before she continued on.
“Father, Kalysto says that it is customary for the bride’s family to help pay for the wedding… And well… We’d need around thirty thousand gil.”