From their time together just then, Burbridge gained a whole new understanding of the man that was his new master. Abel was less than twenty years old, but even a duchy's entire wealth was like nothing to the wealth that he had to himself.
Burbridge tried to make another persuasion, "I beg your pardon, your Majesty, but we can't just keep the treasure room empty like this."
Abel laughed in reply, "Well, I can't say that you don't have a point there, but why don't you think about it this way? We'll take the stuff here and move them to the throne room. Wouldn't that make the duchy look better to the outsiders?"
Abel took out ten knight's big swords, ten magic armor sets, and ten magic shields before continuing. He then lined them up neatly on the floor.
"I want these in the second room."
"Yes, your Majesty."
