'Finally, I am back to my room. I missed this place and all its gloomy self.'
Layla wanted to throw herself on her bed and sleep for an unforeseeable time, but she had work to do.
As soon as her luggage touched her room's floor, Layla grabbed a pen and a piece of paper to start drafting a letter.
Now that she had gotten a chance to ask the Duke for anything, she needed to make sure her requests were specific.
It took less time to write the letter and more time to make sure it was proper and met all her demands. After all, making a mistake this far into the game would be unfortunate.
Once the letter was drafted, Layla sealed it with magic. This way, she would know if someone else tried to open her letter beside the Duke.
"Mary, give this to the Duke and make sure he receives it personally. Once we have the funds, we can start with the next part of our plan to open our business."
Layla handed the letter to Mary, who quickly bowed and left.