Leech brought out a pen and paper and had Hawke Wood write the letter.
He even had his wax seal with him.
A raven from Porcupine Castle flew away with the letter.
"I think we'll have a reply soon," Hawke Wood said to Leech.
"Hopefully," Leech replied.
Before setting out, Leech arranged for men to quarry stone for the construction of the catacombs on the headland.
As long as the pay was good enough, people wouldn't complain about hard work. And if the pay was great, what was a little slaving away?
Otherwise, you could whip them all you wanted, and they still wouldn't put their heart into their work.
Mutual benefit would always create more value than pure exploitation.
There was one condition, however: Baron Leech reserved the right of final interpretation. When faced with workers simply looking to take advantage or a management team intent on exploitation, he could decide their fate directly.
