Chapter seven
Chapter seven Naghan Furtway and I play Jikaida“You are a strange man, Koter Prescot.” “Many men have said that, Kov Furtway. And it is true.” We sat around the plain wooden table in the neat cabin and drank the superlative Kregan tea and warmed ourselves by the fire that crackled and sparked in the hearth, while Bibi, the lady of the house, fussed around us, delighted and yet awed at entertaining a real live kov in her house. “How were you in the mountains, then, Koter Prescot?” asked Jenbar. “I was lost. Believe me, I was hoping you were going to rescue me.” They laughed at that. Warmth, a good sleep, and now a piping hot meal of roast rolled-vosk-loin and a vegetable-pot, together with chunks torn from a long Kregan loaf and that Kregan tea I had sampled with my clansmen, had rev
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