Bab 33: Chapter Thirty Three

Frustration gnawed at Suzy. The missing seventy gold coins wouldn't disappear on their own. She craved answers, and the castle's outdated hierarchy seemed designed to bury them. Taking a deep breath, she straightened her posture and marched out of her chambers.

Her steps echoed down the grand hallway as she made her way towards the Steward's office. With a firm rap, she announced her arrival. A gruff voice boomed from within, "Enter!"

Suzy pushed open the door, revealing a cluttered office dominated by stacks of parchment and ledgers. Behind the towering desk sat Mr. Bradford, his brow furrowed in concentration as he scrutinized a document.

"Mr. Bradford," Suzy greeted him, her voice laced with a hint of forced cheerfulness. "I hope I'm not interrupting."

Mr. Bradford looked up, surprise flickering across his face. "Your Grace," he stammered, rising from his chair in a fluster. "What can I do for you?"