I sat behind my desk, absently tapping my fingers on the dark wood as Alfred, my loyal steward, read aloud the latest reports on the Drakhan Earldom. "The troubles we've been addressing are starting to improve," he said, his voice steady. "Your countermeasures are taking effect. The bandit attacks have lessened, and the farmers are reporting better harvests."
"That's good news," I replied, leaning back in my chair. "But you mentioned there's another problem?"
Alfred cleared his throat, his brow furrowing. "Yes, my lord. The tax payment period isn't due yet, but our funds are dwindling. Should I give the order to collect the taxes early?"
I shook my head. "No. Collecting taxes early would only hinder the progress we've been making. We can't afford to lose the trust and morale of the people now." I paused, considering our options. "Prepare a carriage and send a messenger to the auction house. I have an idea to secure the funds we need."
