A Steep Price

A hundred sacks of grain.

The representatives from the other bases all started doing the math in their heads.

Compared to the total haul they'd each walked away with, a hundred sacks wasn't actually that significant. If Elora agreed to those terms...

But Elora simply said, "Two hundred."

Clive's brow furrowed. "Two hundred feels steep."

"That's the price," Elora said. "Two hundred sacks, flat. You