In which the bakery goes forward.
I had forgotten that we already knew of a character called “Our Lady of Benevolence” until I was re-reading the earlier bakery stories in preparation for this new one. (Well, actually, the authors’ foreword gave it away, but if not for that it would have been re-reading “Fortune’s Favors” that did it.)
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In which Mar Tyn wishes to help his friends.
I like Serana’s “we will treat it as it deserves”. Such a polite and gracious way to say they intend to have nothing to do with it.
Serana and Don Eyr have experienced the dangers of a bad “protector”, and the limitations of even a good one, and it’s understandable that they prefer to rely on their own resources.
That little discourse on the nature of Luck is interesting. I wonder if Seignur Veeoni has ever had an opportunity to speak to the Lucks about their work.
In which Mar Tyn receives a warning.
I wonder if it’s actually possible for a Luck’s gift to break like that, or if it’s just a superstition. I can see how people who rely for success on a Luck might get to worrying about the possibility of it going wrong.
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In which the luck moves roughly around Mar Tyn eys’Ornstahl.
We have seen one of the gambling Hells of Solcintra Low Port, and a luck-for-hire, before, in “The Beggar King”.
The detail about the Luck being provided with “as much cold tea as you can stomach” is specific enough that it has to mean something. I presume that the idea is camoflage; unless closely inspected, a glass of cold tea would look much like the glasses everyone else is carrying, while being less likely to impair the drinker’s wits at a time when he needs them to stay sharp.
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