Mark nodded and handed Wolf a shirt. It was black with black embroidery around the hem and neck. Wolf tried it on, and it fit like it was made for him. Mark found a plainer shirt for himself.

The Hall was packed that night. The eight Weeds were seated at the table nearest Rolph. A table had been brought in and set by Rolph's seat. Wolf, Cherry, Mark and Igor joined the Chief at his meal. Wolf placed the green sword on a bench in view of everyone.

Rolph's people had ...