"I'll be at the inn trying to win a drinking contest against myself if you and the others want to talk later."

"Hmm, I'll try to be quick, then," said Elsa. She had the distinct feeling that Jarla was not a happy drunk.




"Holt," said Sforza. "Sieghard's burial duty went well, I trust."

Elsa saluted. "It was as unpleasant as it was uneventful, sire. Oh, and I have glad news. My apprentice has recovered your horse and a couple of others. Poor Vedenzo had the fright of his life, but seems otherwise in good health."