“Do you have any chores I might be able to do for a loaf of bread?”

The bartender regarded me for a moment, and then to my surprise said, “Sit down, this meal’s on me.”

“Thank you, sir,” I said, not sure what else to say.



“The name is Leofwine,” he said as he went to fetch me food. “What are you called?”

“Drefan.”

“Nice to meet ya. Lilja!”