[Leif's POV — Raventon — Later That Afternoon]
The villagers' cheers still echoed in my ears as we finished the last of the discussions.
They weren't just supportive—they were eager.
When they learned the silk could support the village, rebuild the dam, and secure their future, every single one of them stepped forward. Old, young, men, women—All willing. All hopeful.
Turns out… they already knew the forest had cocoons.
They just never cared.
"We thought the floods washed them away every year," one villager said with a shrug. "Didn't know they grew back like weeds."
We have been sitting on a silk empire for decades and they didn't even blink.
Classic Raventon.
And just like that, our silk business began taking shape.
Spinning. Weaving. Trade routes. Pricing...they were all ready. Soon, we'd send the first samples to the capital and neighboring kingdoms—just like we did with the Trivium core stone.
