“Uh . . . Aludra? I have plenty, you can see. I thought perhaps. . . .” He held out the coins toward her. “I can always win more.” She paused with her cloak half around her shoulders, then smiled at Thom as she swept it the rest of the way on. “He is young yet, eh?” “He is young,” Thom agreed. “And not half so bad as he would like to think himself. Sometimes he is not.” Mat glowered at both of them and lowered his hand.
