Hudson had already shifted his position, dumping the preparations for the victory feast on Baron Redman. Thankfully, a host of his kinsmen had volunteered to assist; otherwise, it might have been too much to handle.
Notably, since the Mountain Domain was poor and underdeveloped, whereas the feast was held in name, the real work was overseeing the castle construction.
The principal structure was straightforward, but the trickier part was the internal décor.
Sculptors, painters, designers... all sorts of artists were hired from the provincial town at heavy prices.
Without an ounce of artistic flair, matching the pace of these individuals' thoughts was tough. And if these fellows were given free rein, the probability of horror definitely outweighed that of astonishment.
Hudson was unaffected watching cartloads of harvested grain, yet it did startle the others.
Who spread rumors that the grain yield from the Mountain Domain was low?
