The day passed quietly.
Ulrich stayed in his office from morning until late afternoon, working through the flow of documents that came with ruling Rubenhart County.
There were reports from the vineyards, letters from tenant lords, requests from merchants, security updates from the estate guards, and financial ledgers that required his approval. By the time the afternoon light began to fade beyond the tall windows, several stacks of papers had been reduced to neat, organized piles.
Outside his office, the Estate had settled into a new rhythm.
The sisters had resumed their lessons.
