Amelia PoV
The man nodded and ladled the stews into three earthenware bowls. He handed them to us, the warmth seeping into our hands.
"Enjoy," he said with a smile.
We walked and blew on our stews. The tables were all full. It was nice to see that this town still had some life. It must've been the doing of Farid. As one of the Four Emissaries, he was an important person in the kingdom's power structure. That probably allowed him to meet wealthy nobles and merchants and attract some business to this old trade hub. Wouldn't surprise me if Farid had even invited his fellow Emissaries here for some business. What a shrewd business man. The perfect kind of ally for us.
We found a quiet spot near the town well. The stone was cool against my back as I sat down, the stew resting in my lap.
Eumhun eyed Noel's soup. Did she want a taste to compare it to the lentil soups back in her clan?
