Chapter 17: Duel, Part 3
A little while later, they brought around food as well, and he'd just worked up the nerve to help himself to a second round of bread and cheese when the criers called for attention. Rath assembled with his little group and waited to hear his name.
When it came several minutes later, he nearly sank to the ground in relief. Finally, finally it was over. He could give Friar his damned money and get back to work. Rent was due soon, damn it, and he really needed to do laundry and see about new boots for the winter season that loomed. Hopefully, his jacket and winter cloak would hold up another year, because he definitely could not afford new ones.
Eventually the reading of the names concluded, and Rath did the already familiar shuffle over to the tables.