CHAPTER 15
We stepped out of the close interior of Aldís's mead hall, back into the chilly March night. The last of the clouds had dispersed, and the moon and stars shone brightly, lighting up the icy roads around us. We could follow the main road to the center of town, take it the other direction out to the wilderness west of the town, or duck down any of the many alleys that ran uphill to the north or downhill to the south.
But I stood frozen in place, unsure of which way to go or what to do next.
"Raggi really upset you," Loke said beside me. He had his bare hands plunged deep into the pockets of his pants and was hunched over a bit, as if that could compensate for his lack of coat.
"If Báfurr didn't mean to do it, that makes this manslaughter and not murder, right?" I said.
Loke s
