“You seem older than you look,” Dristan observed. Michel headed around the bar toward the tap. “It’s because I know what I’m about. Learn confidence – or at least how to feign it – and everyone will assume you’re ten years older than you really are. Helps to know your craft, too, and in this case my craft is keeping an eye on the Lady Chancellor’s people.” Michel put the glass up against the barrel, holding it there for several moments before opening the tap.
