She wasn't angry. She'd never had real oysters;Oyngestun was too small a village to make any sort of market for suchfancy, faraway foods. He kicked at the snow, sending little clumps of it flying. He refused to give them atarget they could not miss.
He handed Talsu as ~crcoin: a jelgavan minting, not one with Mezentio's face on it. Tealdo blinked frantically, trying to clear away thefuzzy, glowing green-purple spot in the center of his field of vision. No one had eversaid the Unkerlanters were cowards: no one who'd fought them in theSix Years' War, certainly. Odds were, it would cost lives by the thousands.
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