It must be a misunderstanding

"I-I-It's a lie, it must be a lie... M-M-My son can't die," Lord Harrison Turner's voice trembled with disbelief, struggling to accept the devastating news.

As one of the most influential merchants in the Windfall Kingdom, Lord Turner commanded power and connections both within and beyond the kingdom's borders. Compared to the grandeur of the kingdom's bustling cities, Pinebrook Village was merely a substantial hamlet. Yet, due to Lord Turner's authority, even the Monroe family, who governed the village, dared not cross him, fearing his formidable retribution.

Now, a stranger had arrived, informing the guards that his son had been slain, his lifeless body discarded alongside that of his servant on a desolate road. How could Lord Turner lend credence to such an absurdity?

His fury surged to a boiling point upon hearing of his son's demise, an oppressive atmosphere suffusing the room, making it difficult for the butler and guard to draw breath.