Steward Gray frowned. Although he was not sure if the lady before him was from Duke Thompson's household, he was not willing to take a chance. After all, he still wanted to live a good life.
"I do not have the power to lend you the caravan. They belong to my Lord. If you can wait one day, my Lord will be around to make the decision," Steward Gray said after carefully thinking about it.
Anastasia smiled and whispered to the guard beside her.
"Steward Gray, my lady does not have a day. You will send the caravan to the house at the exit of the village in five hours at most. The goods to be transported are already waiting. You can ask your men; my second is already collecting evidence of how you kidnapped citizens of Nixel. I am sure the young lady today is not the first. As long as an investigation is carried out, there will definitely be evidence. I wonder what will become of Steward Gray by then. The choice is yours," the guard said.
