Reproachful Letter from Bakir

Boyar Bakir writes of disruptions and defeats, contrasting them with how well he feeds, pays,

and arms his people — which makes their failures smell of ingratitude. His demand: the next time

any of them encounters Coen of Laslea, his head is to be struck cleanly off and wrapped in ribbon,

and left on Bakir's doorstep inside a dainty hamper, after which all is forgiven. Otherwise —

need he say more?