CHAPTER FIVE
One day, after they had been in Frelli for six months, Vass brought his friends home with him. They sat around the table, drinking, laughing, and making a lot of noise.
Asphodel went into the bedroom and lay on the bed. The noise became louder, the laughter harsher. She put her fingers in her ears, but could still hear them.
She sat up and leaned toward the door, frowning. What were they saying? The words sounded garbled.
She crept to the door and opened it a crack. Who are these men Vass thinks are so important?
Seated around the table, the group of five men, including Vass, held up glasses of dwarf spirits. They, knocled back the drinks, and one of them poured another.
She heard more words. This time, it became a little clearer to her.
“This is the stuff. It’s gold fo
