“Shut up, you strutting peacock,” Røkia said, her eyes still fixed on Varg. “What’s a peacock?” Varg asked through a mouthful of porridge. “A vain, arrogant, self-loving oaf,” Røkia said. “She’s showing off,” Svik said. “Peacocks are birds: large, impressive, beautiful birds. They can only be found in southern Iskidan, beyond the great city of Gravka.”
