Making the Foundation stronger

Kael stretched as he awoke, the morning sun filtering through the heavy curtains of his chamber.

For the first time in what felt like days, he felt truly rested.

The events of the past weeks had been a mess of negotiations, planning, and delicate relationships, but progress was undeniable.

His barony was shifting from a state of disarray into a structured and formidable entity.

As he dressed, a knock at the door drew his attention.

"Come in," Kael called, fastening the last button on his tunic.

Gerald entered, carrying a stack of parchment and a leather-bound ledger.

His expression was calm but focused, as always, and Kael knew from the sheer volume of documents that today's discussion would be thorough.

"My lord," Gerald began, bowing slightly. "I've brought updates on the resource sites, the state of the army, and the formation of the police force you ordered."