" You had to say straw?” Gild asked, breaking the silence. He shook his head, even as he gathered the next bundle of stalks. “You couldn’t have told him you could spin gold from silk, or even wool?” He opened his palms and Serilda could see that they were covered in scratches from the brittle material.
She grinned apologetically. “I may not have fully considered the repercussions. "

― Marissa Meyer , Gilded (Gilded, #1)