Llew looked at the man with utter disgust. Good thing Cook was too busy to know he was in the pub, or he would probably be dead, carved alive. He wasn't welcome and he should've known that. Only one or two things would allow him to be in the pub and they were not with him.

"Where are your sons?" Llew asked. "You know you're not wanted here without them. Or mores the point they are only allowed here and you certainly not. Why are you here - here on Douglas Brewster Day? Of all days. What do you want? I won't give you nothing! I'm thinking what Grand would do if he saw you here!"