That dinner was the start of the good days, as far as Dominic was concerned.
In the mornings, he reviewed paperwork in his office, and had a meeting with all the advisors.
In the afternoons, he made more weapons in the forge, then spent quiet evenings in.
For over a month, nothing broke that quiet routine, and Dominic was certain that they were finally finding their groove. The airship docks had made their third delivery, and the Duchy's coffers were flush with cash.
Out of town, the farms were taking advantage of a few dry days to pick some of the root vegetables to keep the market full of fresh produce, and the wet season was beginning to fade, with the crops nearing full growth.
Once those were up, and the new pulse crop silos were filled, the Duchy would be able to assess their output and sales potential for the season.
