What others?” I asked, as Jonas began examining Pritkin’s little boxes and tins.

“Hm? Oh, the other two gods, of course,” he said absently. “Ah, Nuwara Eliya. Yes, very nice.”

“Nuwara Eliya is a god?” I asked, confused. He regarded me strangely.

“No. It’s a town in Sri Lanka.”

I looked at him.

“Where they grow tea. Very good tea, too.”

Pritkin put a heavy hand on my shoulder, which was just as well. It probably wouldn’t have looked good to choke the head of the Silver Circle to death right before the coronation. Then again, my reputation was shot to hell anyway....

Author: Karen Chance

What others?” I asked, as Jonas began examining Pritkin’s little boxes and tins. <br /><br />“Hm? Oh, the other two gods, of course,” he said absently. “Ah, Nuwara Eliya. Yes, very nice.” <br /><br />“Nuwara Eliya is a god?” I asked, confused. He regarded me strangely.<br /><br />“No. It’s a town in Sri Lanka.” <br /><br />I looked at him. <br /><br />“Where they grow tea. Very good tea, too.” <br /><br />Pritkin put a heavy hand on my shoulder, which was just as well. It probably wouldn’t have looked good to choke the head of the Silver Circle to death right before the coronation. Then again, my reputation was shot to hell anyway.... - Karen Chance



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