Herald of Shalia 3 by Tamryn Tamer

Author:Tamryn Tamer [Tamer, Tamryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: smirkpublishing
Published: 2019-11-24T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

Frost opened up Hansel’s manor to all of the vagrants whether they came by land or sea. He enjoyed watching the various demihumans and monsters excitedly show off their new clothing. They were simple outfits that Hansel scrounged up but it was clear they were the nicest things some of them had ever worn.

“Thank you very much,” a lamia bowed politely to Hansel. “I will be sure to have it washed and returned.”

“Don’t,” Hansel said coldly while sipping the stew his servants cooked up. “They are yours.”

“R-really?” the lamia tried to hold back tears. “I can keep it?”

“Yes,” Hansel nodded toward Frost. “Everybody here can keep their clothing. The money to purchase it is coming out of his coffers.”

“T-thank you!” the lamia bowed several times to both Hansel and Frost before rushing around to tell other monsters who had similar reactions.

Hansel was correct that it was coming from Frost’s coffers, but only on a technicality. Frost hadn’t yet implemented any taxes on the villages in his territory and instead trusted the assigned governors to tax and spend wisely.

In Zira, the governors and lords had to account for an additional ten percent of everything which went to the capital on top of what was required to operate the territory. So, Kald’s tax structure mirrored Zira’s almost identically except the additional ten percent normally sent to the capital was put in an emergency reserve.

“You truly are a kind lord,” Cala said as the three elves sitting between him and her simultaneously growled. “Very few would feed and clothe vagrants like us.”

“Yes,” Fayeth said while looking Cala up and down. “Vagrants like you. Although, I don’t recall ever seeing a vagrant in such fine robes.”

“I try to represent the goddess as best I can,” Cala said politely while narrowing her eyes at Fayeth. “I understand they may seem lavish but compared to the priests and priestesses of Ocelon, they are rather lackluster.”

“And how did you become a Priestess of Shalia?” Ena followed up. “Lysandra had an entire book of rules, rituals, and teachings she expected me to memorize while I was training to become a priestess. Who trained you?”

“Lysandra was training you to become a priestess?” Cala grinned excitedly at Ena. “What was the training like? Was she a good teacher? I bet she was absolutely perfect, wasn’t she? Wait, you’re a holy knight, what happened? Was she too strict? Or did you realize you could never match her perfection?”

“Perfection?” Renna laughed. “That angry old hag is anything but perfect.”

“Did you just call Lysandra an angry old hag?” Cala gritted her teeth. “She is the most perfect priestess to ever exist and to say otherwise…”

“How would you know that?” Fayeth asked smugly. “We all live with her. Surely our judgement should be trusted more than somebody who’s never met her. Unless you know Lysandra.”

“You’re right,” Cala took a breath and calmed down. “I do not. I only know that she’s the daughter of Cassia and as such is probably the most perfect elf ever to exist.

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