{Ryanna’s POV}
"He that buys land buys many stones,
He that buys flesh buys many bones,
He that buys eggs buys many shells,
But he that buys good ale buys nothing else."
Aurelius’s voice echoed in the hall sending a chill down my spine. His earthen eyes, fixed first on me, for a second longer than I was comfortable with. Then on Casper, but lighter, almost warm even.
Casper held his stare for a moment before Aurelius dropped his goblet, the crystal clinking softly against the polished wood as he set it down.
He resolved back into his chair, with comfort. As he gestured for us to eat. The air, already dense with the fragrance of roasting meat and flavored wine, became stale. Or maybe it was just me or my lungs narrowing.
I stared at my goblet, then the platters before us. I couldn’t
