Chapter 6400 Intelligence
- At the main table in the very center of the square sat the most honored seats of the entire feast.
- "Elder Cillian was pulled by Nathaniel straight to the seat of honor, whether he meant to take it or not.
- The table in front of him had been filled until there was hardly a bare inch left—Freevale's treasured cuts of meat, spirit-grain wine, mountain spirit greens, and every kind of cultivation tonic they could set out. The welcome had been laid on with everything they had."