Chapter 148: We will not tolerate this kind of behaviour
When Cass woke up the next morning, he actually felt refreshed. He didn’t even mind that Sam had to wake him up a little bit early since Lady Fiona had dropped off quite a bit of paperwork in the morning. He just accepted it, smiling, and ate his breakfast without assistance, his hands able to grip onto a fork as long as the pieces were precut for him.
He was munching away by himself in his office after he had gotten dressed with the help of Sam, reviewing some documents that Lady Fiona had sent over when he started to notice a pattern from the nobles requesting help. They all sounded sincere on the surface, but something just didn’t quite feel right about it.
He was reading through two documents that sounded similar, but were written by two different noble families. That was when it clicked.
It was basically copied and pasted.
Those fools had to have a basic document that they sent out asking for aid from the hero. Cass’ temper flared. Lady Fiona might not know it, but it was so incredibly rude. It was the slight of the highest order if this came from nobles.
Lady Fiona wouldn’t think anything of it, hell, if Cass hadn’t had to catch up on all of this shit rather quickly, he might not have either. He’d read the books though, the ones of noble speech and behaviours, and this was up there. If you are going to write a letter, it has to at the very least, be sincere. It would be even more of the case if you were asking for aid from someone like Lady Fiona.
Even more so when she was married to three of the most eligible bachelors in the country, who were tied to the very essence of the Kingdom.
Cass called Sam over, and asked if he could begin to take a tally of something for him. He didn’t think it was a breach of his words to Lady Fiona last night if he asked Sam to not really read the content, just scan it. If it was written in the same format, put it in a different pile, if it was original, put it in another. Cass would read the ones that were original first, respond to them to continue the good relationship, while bringing the others to Lady Fiona.
This was not a Byron conversation in the slightest. He wouldn’t be able to convey how fucked up this was. Cass wondered how long this had been going on, and how long the others had been laughing at them.
Cass was pissed, and wondered if there was a correlation between the nobles that treated Lady Fiona rather poorly, and the ones that his grandfather favoured. That was something he was also going to dedicate some time to looking into once he finished eating and he had more desk to work with.
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