Marek and His Woman
caravan guards • the bitterness of Marek • "A good sword is as good as gold these days."
The Year 379 of the Paravanic Count,
Late Spring, the 1st Day of Grevakun
Across the Evram River, in Aorvaer
The trader tapped his chin as he looked over the boat. “Not the best I've seen, all covered in swamp mud.” He thumped the side with a stick. "Where did you get it?"
"I found it," Mallaret answered, eyes innocent, meeting the trader's skeptical gaze c…