Dhampatnan treasury was in ruins. Everyone knew it. The factions that provided goods and services to the state knew it. They suddenly felt worried about their outstanding payments they were expecting to get from the dhampatnan palace. So they came together in their rooms to make decisions. They needed the coming money to keep operations going.
King Sharad sat on the throne exhausted out of his mind.
"Your majesty a representative from Ayurveda herbals trading company arrived."
King Sharad moved his fingers.
"Let them in."
A man in silk clothes walked in and kneeled in front of King Sharad. He was adorned with an excessive amount of gold. Rings, chains, and medallions were encrusted with precious stones.
