The Crimson General Desires no Prince! (GL)

Chapter 2: The Reward (I).

Chapter 2: The Reward (I).

For any good leader in high position, the crimson general has hired a few women to handle her paperwork when she's gone. A mansion was gifted to her by a Duke- one of her old servants from her house volunteered to live and manage it.

Four days have gone by- she retires to rest in her village, a place where she considered her home and has been caring for years now.

"Everything is settled." (Rowan) signs the last papers they need to have woodworked coffins ready by the week. Selling every single place that sold them, it was expensive but every soldier that fought for their life deserved a proper burial.

She looked at the documents once more and found something strange. "Why does it say here that I have nothing to pay?"


Rowan calls for her secretary, ringing a bell to call her attention on the other side of the room.


Cling! Cling!



"Ah the general must be calling for me." On the other side of the room, the crimson general's secretary looks in the mirror that was on the side seeing if she looks presentable. "My ribbon is a bit crooked..."


She stands up and confidently opens the door, seeing the general being so busy is nothing new but for her to be home is a rare thing indeed.

"Excuse me, general- you called?" The name of her secretary was Isabelle Kingsley. A woman who was hired after being fired at a noblewoman's house as her maid for being too organized and well kept.

Rowan merely found this woman while they were at war at one of the abandoned village and helped her find a place to call home. "Isabelle, there seems to be a problem with the payment slips that I got from the village when I ordered for some coffins to be delivered."


Rowan shows her the document, pointing out the zero balance that she needed to pay.

"It is not right." She tells Isabelle who read every inch of the document. She sees at the end part of it says; 'Thank you for your service, please do not pay for the coffins. We honor the people who fought for our kingdom. We hope that this is enough coffins for our fallen soldiers. Sincerely, the people of the village.'

Isabelle thought it was a wholesome thing for the general's community to be so kind.


"Please send a letter to the woodworkers that something is wrong. I will send them the payment immediately once the problem has been resolved." (Rowan) sighs tiringly as she focuses on the other paperwork that needed some tending.


Her secretary smiles softly at the sight of the kind hearted general, she is lucky to be employed by such a person and thanked the heavens for bringing her to this place. "There is no need to worry, general. The document states that the three hundred coffins that you have ordered are to be donated by the village, they also said that they will replant the trees they will cut and make sure to be careful."

Rowan looks at the document where Isabelle pointed out the small print of a message made by the village, her eyes widened slightly and felt her heart become light. "That... is very kind of them."

"Yes, generally they... take after you." The secretary keeps the last part quietly to herself.

"Still it is not right. I must give them proper payment, please even a gift would suffice- tools, food or anything that would help them. The village... I do not deserve them." The general insisted that all of their hard work be properly paid.

The secretary couldn't win or go against her boss's wishes so she'll just help her lighten her workload and handle everything this part herself. "I will arrange it all for you. General Bonheur, please leave it to me. However... those soldiers' families who are in far parts of the kingdom. I fear I don't want to see their sons and daughters in a rotting state. We can only give them their dog tags and a few belongings to be packaged."