Chapter 239: Glass production Part -2

Bhulpur village, glass factory, Delhi

The office chamber was lined with wooden shelves stacked with documents. In the remaining open space, there was a solitary wooden chair and a table cluttered with a few documents, a quill, and an inkpot. Aditya sat on the chair, bathed in the golden rays of the setting sun streaming through the window, which illuminated his desk and the room with a warm glow.

Bheem, his royal guard, stood to his right in chainmail armor, while Ashutosh, his newly appointed assistant for managing firms and a recently titled merchant noble, stood to his left. The small group of artisans and officials gathered around them waited in tense anticipation, with some among them visibly more anxious than others.