Evelina's POV
"Current year to start."
The account keeper brought me a ledger. I opened it, found the grain allocation and almost immediately wished I hadn't.
"Previous year too."
She stopped halfway back to her chair. "You said to start."
"I've changed my mind."
The second ledger joined the first. By the time I'd asked for current headcounts, standing supply requests and the records for the stables, kitchen and medical stores, the woman had stopped questioning me and simply pointed out where I could find what I wanted.
The grain problem was exactly what I'd suspected, though the reason behind it took longer to untangle.
The east wing's standing allocation was based on a headcount that hadn't been accurate for years. The stables were receiving feed according to a patrol rotation th
