Winter 1095 SR
Danica brought the wagon to a halt. It had been a busy morning, for they had risen well before daybreak, travelling in the dark, and making their way eastward to enter the city at first light.
Already, the streets were bustling, and Danica watched as a street magician entertained a group of children by dangling a puppet on strings, making it dance for their entertainment.
Charlaine interrupted her thoughts, “What’s the first thing on the list?”
Danica looked down at the checklist. “We need to get more pig iron.”
Charlaine frowned. “That’s likely to take half the morning, you know how busy they get this time of day. Let’s leave that until this afternoon.”
Danica skimmed through the list. “You wanted to consult with Torek,” she said, “something about spaulders?”
“Yes, I
