CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The Wild Hare bustled with activity which Arnaud thought odd with it not yet evening still. Of course, the tavern being at the cross of the two great roads–the North/South road from Darloque to Sassan and the East/West road from Ocosse to La Mer d’Ouest–meant that it always bustled with activity. Yet, there were times when business was less brisk and one–especially a young boy who perhaps should not be working in a tavern at all–could find a little rest with a peaceful group of patrons.
The heat drove them in, Arnaud supposed. The Wild Hare was an old tavern with thick walls made of rough-cut stone and a high thatched roof. Even on a day such as today, when even the oldest patrons could not remember it being so hot before, the tavern remained quite cool inside. It made f
