Thanks to @tinyarmedtrex for posting and reminding me what day it was!
One of my WIP's is a spin off story from Kanej Wensen, wherein Jesper starts training with a local Grisha in Ketterdam. Here's a snippet from the first day he heads to her shop to talk about his possible apprenticeship.
Tij gestured to the selection of tea tins and asked if he wanted anything. Before he could stop himself, he asked if she had anything stronger.
An arched eyebrow and a grin accompanied her reply. “Bit early for that in polite Ketterdam society, but I’m not Kerch, so… Kvas, wine, or whiskey?”
“Maybe don’t say that around my husband Volk, young man,” she said with a chuckle as she got down a bottle of Ballybay blend and two glasses from an upper cabinet. My mouth is so fired. He’d noticed Volk the first time they’d been in the shop, and now felt the need to look around and make sure he wasn’t about to get pummeled by a giant, jealous husband.
“I’ll, uh, keep that in mind.”
Tij handed him a glass, and took a seat on the couch at one end, by the armchair. She sipped from her own glass, sighed expressively, and waited. Jesper took a sip of his own. Not as good as a Leflinnach, but tasty. Maybe it’ll calm my nerves. He couldn’t sit, but he did keep himself from pacing.
“So, I wanted to, uh, talk to you, about the, uh…”
She gently interrupted his stammering, “Do you think I’m going to bite you? That’s also generally reserved for my husband.”
The statement was so unexpected that Jes burst out laughing. Oh Saints, I do actually adore her. Inej was right, she’s a bit like Nina. Tij waited for him to control his mirth, grinning the whole time. She appeared to know exactly what she’d done, and prompted him now.
“You’re here to talk to me about the apprenticeship. I was waiting for you to show up.”
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