Midnight stars dotted a velvety sky, as the moon's pale glow coated the world in faint silver light. With his room illuminated only by a single incandescent oil lamp - which flickered generously across the elaborate walls, Rudien sighed softly as his eyes continued to focus on the paperwork in front of him.
His temples were beginning to throb from all the requests that had piled up from the people in his territory. Since the Cherlianns ruled the Northern area of Laydel, majority of its affairs were taken care of by Rudien himself. Although the other dukes tended to split the work between their vassals, Rudien thought of this as inefficient. He trusted few nobles, knowing how greedy they could be.
Of course, his own refusal to let others take care of the work, resulted in him becoming swa
