The next morning, Colin and Kase were having breakfast at the Black Heart Tavern, as was their routine.
"I've heard some of the neighbors talking about the Yule Festival recently. What's that?" Kase asked, his voice low and rumbling.
"The Yule Festival? I'd say it's one of the more important holidays of the year." Colin took a bite of roasted meat. "On that day, most people in the city get time off. Friends get together, everyone brings a dish, and they just eat and chat."
"Then we should go haul cargo at the docks. I bet no one else will be there trying to get work."
"Of course you would…"
Halfway through their conversation, the tavern door suddenly burst open. Before either of them could turn to look, Bob rushed in and plopped down at their table.
"There you are, Colin!" Bob said, panting. "Take a guess what happened with the house!"
