Lord Felton:
[Bowen has just slain a dragon]
Well done, knight! Congratulations. Our gratitude, mine and King Einon's.
Bowen:
You can keep your gratitude; I'll take the gold. Yours or the king's.
Lord Felton:
Gold, knight?
Bowen:
We made a bargain, remember? One dragon put down, one bag of gold.
Gilbert of Glockenspur:
Your honor has a price, Sir Knight?
Bowen:
It has *expenses*. Honor won't feed my belly nor shoe my horse.
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