Looking at the sack of vegetables, Everson couldn’t help but notice that these terranuts were puny in comparison to Jonas’s produce, nor did they boast the same deep nutritious color. It confirmed his faith that he had done the right thing by placing his hydreeds in Jonas’s capable hands. He would have to tell his grandfather Aziz the Cultivator that he had found a kindred spirit.
He also couldn’t help but notice that the vendor did not attempt to give him change for his very valuable silver coin. Without comment, Everson nodded his thanks and took his leave but not before noting that the vendor exhaled rather audibly. Obviously, the greedy little man had been holding his breath.
Everson had noticed the white-capped birdun shortly after he and Tobias had entered the bustling marketplace.
