He felt like he’d had a constant headache threatening ever since hearing that they were under imminent threat of being invaded through Izeh Port. His leisurely plans of preparing had suddenly been sped up and now, if he didn’t have three very good commanders to depend on, he’d have lost control of all of it.He took in a breath and let it out, then repeated it, trying to calm himself down. When a man got into too much of a hurry to think things through, some very fatal mistakes were made. He, of all people, had to stay in control. He glanced at the runner faithfully dogging his footsteps and asked, “Payam, the queen said that the price for oil is skyrocketing because of our rationing. How bad is it?”“Bad,” Payam admitted with a grimace. “Shade finder’s say a drop of oil dickers for eight coppers.”Ouch. A month ago, a bottle of oil would go for that price. “The common people can’t afford that.” Payam nodded glumly. “Any burnies goin for steep.” It made sense.
