Brightly Burning (2011)
Brightly Burning
“When the Guildmaster of the Cloth Merchants’ Guild beckoned to him, he unconsciously hunched his shoulders, assuming he was about to receive yet another homily on hard work, his third for this particular party.
“Here you go, lad,” the Guildmaster said, shoving a parcel at him.
Lan gaped at the squarish package in the Guildmaster’s hands as the babble of partygoers rattled on around him. Words stuck in Lavan’s throat, uncomfortable and sharp-edged. Oh, gods. Now what am I supposed to say? He was... already nervous enough before this guest of his parents singled him out; this only made him more self-conscious. Lavan flushed, forehead sweating, and could only stare at the so-called “present” that middle-aged, red-faced Guildmaster Howell was holding out to him, and tried to think of a response. Any response. Well, maybe not any response; if he said what he really thought, his father would skin him.
“Uh—this is—you really shouldn’t have gone to so much trouble, Guildmaster,”MoreLess
“Here you go, lad,” the Guildmaster said, shoving a parcel at him.
Lan gaped at the squarish package in the Guildmaster’s hands as the babble of partygoers rattled on around him. Words stuck in Lavan’s throat, uncomfortable and sharp-edged. Oh, gods. Now what am I supposed to say? He was... already nervous enough before this guest of his parents singled him out; this only made him more self-conscious. Lavan flushed, forehead sweating, and could only stare at the so-called “present” that middle-aged, red-faced Guildmaster Howell was holding out to him, and tried to think of a response. Any response. Well, maybe not any response; if he said what he really thought, his father would skin him.
“Uh—this is—you really shouldn’t have gone to so much trouble, Guildmaster,”MoreLess
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