Chapter 40
Nico lifted another pint to his lips as he drank deeply from the cheap mead he had bought. How much had he drank already? His mind was buzzing, he could feel his limbs growing heavier with each gulp. It was all he could think to do after the healers had summarily tossed him out of the city. They had healed him well enough, that was certain, but now he was locked away from his friends… From Talia. Wiping his mouth he picked at his supper, a shabby meat pie the Inn’s owner had thrown together for him. Coin spent easily enough both inside and outside the city walls. He only wished his money could buy him what he was after. Information didn’t come nearly as cheaply as mead and meat pies. “You still down in the dumps there lad?” The Innkeeper smiled softly at Nico. H
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