Chapter 66
June – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
JAMIN
Jamin's cheeks turned fiery purple-red as his enemy showed off like a white-cheeked bulbul bird, [120] flaring his wings and scratching the ground, claiming he'd found a way to purchase his bride!
"Did you see the way he spread their seed?" Firouz said with admiration. "That would have taken me all day."
"The beer will be flowing come autumn!" Dadbeh laughed.
Jamin's knuckles turned white, clenching his spear…
"I wish he'd come plant my field—" the youngest member of the elite warriors, Tirdard, looked forlornly at his own basket of seed. "I can’t go with you until I finish up."
"That’s because you daydream all day long about Yadiditum—" Firouz gave him a good-natured noogie "—instead of focusing on what you should be doing
