When they entered Fiskar’s market, Belesia stopped at a stall where a man with a twenty-pound tumor in his neck sold mushrooms. Belesia haggled with the man for a long while, clucking disapprovingly at the price, then finally handed him a few coins and clutched the bag under her arm and left. Talis seized the opportunity and jogged up to her. Belesia turned her head, as if knowing he was there. “I’m surprised you didn’t follow me sooner.” “I tried to respect the wishes of House Lei.” He didn’t want to get in more trouble than he already was. “People say things they don’t mean when they are
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