“Tell me once more.”
“There are various things going on. It’s certainly going to be a full day for him. His sister has a luncheon planned, right before his first sermon.”
“What about the celebrations, though?”
“Of course, that’s what you’re concerned about. Well, I, for one, shall be attending his first sermon.”
“Really?” Kaja scrunched up her nose.
“Of course!”
“It’s not like you’ve been to any of the others…”
“This is different. He’s going to be ordained as a Brother of the Temple. It’s a significant moment. How can I not be there?”
“I’m sure the Divines, and Tris, will forgive me for not attending.” Kaja sipped on her ale.
“Sure they will.”
“What about after?”
“As per tradition, we have a small celebration at the smithy. I’m going to make rabbit pie.”
Kaja raised a brow.
“All right, Ma is going to make it, but I got the rabbit.”
“That rings a little more true. I don’t believe for a second you know how to make a pie.”
“Then,” Aloisia continued, ignoring her, “we’re going to take him to the tavern.”
“Which is the part of the celebration I partake in.”
“It sure is.”
“The Hawk’s Head?” Kaja asked.
“Where else?”
“What time should I be there?”
“We’ve been over this. Seven. Before seven, ideally.”
Kaja tapped her temple. “I’ll remember.”
“I can’t say I believe you.” Aloisia finished her ale and rose. “I’d best get to the smithy to order these beads.”
“Give your brother our regards,” Mavka said.
“Of course.”
“You can take one of the mares, if you require?”
“No, it’s all right. I’d like a bit of a walk.”
“It takes twice as long!” Kaja protested.
She lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “Twice the amount of fresh air.”
