Vol gestured to Penelope and to Vale. It seemed obvious to him that they wouldn't be in a rush to marry into such a lowly village. The Elder nodded his understanding, but before he could voice his agreement, Blight jumped in, a hungry look in his eyes.
"Why ought they to be freed from the agreement?" He said, looking hungrily at Penelope. "If they wish for citizenship, they should marry for it. Of course, they'd be given high-standing men to be married to…"
He cut off meekly when he saw the look on Vol's face.
"And if these high-ranking men happened to disappear?" Vol said, his threat more than obvious, as he set his axe on the table. He could hardly believe how often these village people needed reminding of who they were dealing with.
