*Darien lets out the breath he's holding once it's revealed that he may, in fact, not have to buy the apples. He remembers something he once heard about a religion not native to this region, and quirks a small grin when Harv suggests a knight divvy up the totals. "Mi'Laird, my Snowbrother and I will take this proposal to your neighbor, the Lord Lonsdale, and work to have him agree. I thank you for your hospitality, and for your effort to end this... scuffle."

With this, Harv and Darien again find themsleves bowing out to walk across the manors, and after the short trek (and another shifting of tunic by Darien), ring the bell at Lonsdale Hall. The porter shows them into Lonsdale's parlor, wher they wait again for the lord.*
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