Officially Distributed!

The first day of July arrived beneath clear blue skies.

Even before sunrise, the loading yard of Helmarte Soap Works was already busy. Wagons stood in neat rows outside the warehouses while workers carried wooden crates stamped with an entirely new seal.

**Helmarte Personal Care.**

The name had only existed on paper a few weeks ago.

Now thousands of bottles, jars, and wax-wrapped sticks were being loaded onto carts bound for every major city in the kingdom.

Ernest stood near the warehouse entrance with his hands behind his back. Beside him, Hollen was checking manifests while occasionally glancing toward the growing piles of products.

Shampoo.

Conditioner.

Toothpaste.

Deodorant.

Even after seeing the products every day for the past month, the older man still found it surreal.

Three years ago they had celebrated selling a few hundred bars of soap.