"Your grace, have you asked his grace about it?" Ben stared at the demand of fifty thousand gold coins with trembling hands.
They have suffered a loss of two million gold coins in the last week. Though it was nothing to shake the position of duke. It was still enough loss to affect their monthly expenditure.
They should cut unnecessary expenses but the duke had asked them to keep it under the wraps. Now this?
"I have arranged a charity event in the Redcliff orphanage. The winter is approaching. So I have planned to distribute warm clothes and duvets to kids. I am sure Garrison will not refuse for noble work." she smiled sweetly as her voice showed her excitement.
But Ben only felt troubled by the name. He looked at the paper as if it was his death punishment. He felt like he had eaten something he could neither spit or swallow.
