An uneasy peace had descended between him and his father, and he would not rupture it. It was where the townsfolk and Barony landowners had come for hundreds of years to make their decisions, pass their laws, and occasionally send some especially troublesome person west. Perhaps she laughed—out of nervousness, very likely. The shaking recommenced; the nagging, calling voice never stopped.
The Mayor himself never came in at all, although it was well-known that he owned at least a half-interest in the Travellers’. It closed around them, and it was as if they had never been there . “And I ain’t forgot you. “Bad news from town, Eldred,” he said.
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