CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE
“Yes, I can James,” I muttered under my breath in exasperation.
“No, you cannot dear sister. Negotiation is just not your strong forte and this is not the palace,” He shrugged as Mary smiled. How could they think that I could not negotiate for the price of bread? I was well versed in the art of negotiation, not that I’ve tried it before.
“Well, excuse me while I get us some fresh brown bread and prove that I can negotiate,” I took the five pieces of silver from Mary’s open palm
My gaze scouted the stalls, assessing the faces of the bread sellers and finally, I headed over to a young maiden that seemed just slightly older than me. Her bread smelt of freshness and a smile of hope immediately touched her face. Well, she seemed like one I would so easily negoti
