“But he insists that you are the only person he can give it to sir,” the slave said. “FINE!” said U’ave upset that he had to get up from his dinner. “Who from the other houses would send me something here?” nearly spitting his food out of his mouth. “I don’t think it’s from any of the other houses,” the slave replied. He got to the front door of his home muttering, “…they know better than to send things here. I don’t conduct business in my home.” He opened the door and saw the large cargo container. He threw some coins at the courier, “Quickly GO!” He opened the container and jumped back and gasped at what he saw was inside. It was a body of a tavlek. He closed the container and tried to regain his composure. “Melluk!” he shouted at the slave. “Yes sir?” “Get rid of this!” pointing at the container his hand shaking. “Of course,” Melluk replied. He went back inside and sat down to continue his meal. He refilled his glass of ocono and took a sip. He sat back in his chair staring blankly at the plate in front of him. He lost his appetite.

Chapter 7