‘Who knows what goes on in the mind of a beast?’ the woman said. ‘Though some say it could talk.’
‘It can,’ the old man said. ‘As well as any person I know, and far better than I can after several cups of Llam.’
‘Anyone can talk better than you can after several cups of Llam."
AnyoneHe gave a wistful sigh. ‘When I was younger, I could drink as much as I liked without it affecting me at all, but now...’ He shrugged. ‘You know, Tarron the leather merchant was telling me last week that the price on their heads was twenty thousand gold. If you say Lord Razay’s doubled it, then that means it’s forty thousand now.’ He whistled. ‘It’s enough to buy up the whole lake, and then some.’
She gave him an amused look. ‘You sound like you’re getting ambitious in your dotage.’ Something tugged on her
