The Scapegoat Scheme

The courtyard was deathly silent, with only the cold wind brushing past the treetops, rustling softly.

Reginald stood motionless like a statue, dazed.

It was a long while before he slowly came to his senses, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

The duke's estate was going through turbulent times. The fine silver hadn't yet been fully collected, and now another charge had inexplicably b