Lucian had no idea why people insisted on making his life difficult.

  He was perfectly content minding his own business, avoiding work, and taking the occasional nap.

  But now, a highly intelligent, terrifying noblewoman was wandering through his town, inspecting everything.

  And judging him.

  Lucian hated being judged.

  Lucian walked beside Countess Amelia, trying his best to look like a responsible noble instead of someone who had been woken from a nap fifteen minutes ago.

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  Behind him, Dorian was on the verge of collapse from stress, and Elaine looked far too amused by the entire situation.

  Amelia’s sharp gaze swept over the town as she spoke.

  "Tell me, Lord Veilwood, what exactly is your plan for Duskwatch?"

  Lucian hesitated.

  "Uh… sustainability?"

  Dorian, sweating profusely, jumped in before she could react.

  "Our lord believes in fostering economic independence while minimizing unnecessary bureaucratic interference!"

  Amelia folded her arms. "A bold strategy. And how do you intend to maintain order without taxation?"

  Lucian shrugged. "People seem happier when they keep their money. Happy people don’t cause problems."

  Amelia’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Fascinating."

  She turned, motioning toward the streets.

  "Show me around, Lord Veilwood. I want to see this miracle myself."

  Lucian sighed inwardly.

  This was going to be a long day.