While Hannibal prepared his men to march on the Vocontii, Liada asked Sarge and his soldiers if they’d go to Yzebel’s tables with her.
“That sounds good to me,” Sarge said. “How about the rest of you people?”
“Anything is better than another MRE lunch,” Lojab said.
“I’ve heard about Yzebel and her cooking,” Kawalski said. “I think it’s a great idea.”
Tin Tin and Liada led them through the market toward the center of the camp.
“Something smells good,” Autumn said.
“Yeah,” Sparks said. “It smells like real food.”
They came into a small clearing, where four tables were set out in the shade of a huge oak tree. Each table had crude benches on each side. Surprisingly, the tables were empty, while about thirty soldiers and camp followers sat in the grass nearby, eating from clay bowls.
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