[Private Dining Room]
"Oh, just that, huh? Hmm..." Lucy falls silent, thoughtful, one could easily imagine the gears whirring away furiously in her mind as she tries to figure out what she should or shouldn't say.
And what, if any of it, should be truthful.
"Weeeell, my title is something of a historical one that has kind of lost its meaning in recent times. My wealth is vast but no one gives me tithes or anything. I'm fortunate in that I had a few dedicated guardians who would doubtlessly have been grateful, but aside from that I'm afraid no one would be throwing themselves at your trotters. So, um, your reward would basically have been me throwing money at you. Which I can still do, I guess."