“He didn’t flinch or evade the query. He faced it head-on. “I was an old city excavator for a long time. Mostly graves,” he said with a shrug. “I didn’t have much of a choice. I studied for years as a historian of ancient Emres society and Algardian culture.” Then he gave a self-deprecating smile. “If you’re not aware, being a curator is not the most profitable occupation. Even before I finished my studies, finding a patron to help me was almost impossible.” Her interest was piqued, as was her c...onfusion. “I understood about half of what you just said.” “It’s not really important,” he said with a wave of his hand. “Just know that the war changed my fortunes. Soldiers and mercenaries began looting. They would come across new finds in the countryside. When they traded it to a wealthy buyer, everyone involved in the transaction from the soldier to the estate manager needed to know its value. That’s where I came in.” Outwardly, Sara waved a flippant hand. Inwardly, she flinched.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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