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took my meal in the barracks, as usual. Ivar was with us as well, even though he now usually eats in the Hall with the more important of the castle servants.
The men, not for the first time, spoke of the Lady Dalla. “Kalla says Old Baldy gave a pretty speech at the shrine,” said one, laughing disrespectfully. He was speaking of the village altar, not the alehouse—which is where I prefer to worship the spirits.