The steel arrived before sunrise. Basket after basket. Dark pieces of metal wrapped in straw and carried through the courtyard until the floor beside the forge nearly disappeared beneath them. The Apprentice stared at the pile. “So much.” The Swordsmith said nothing. A representative from the warrior house stood nearby watching the delivery. He seemed pleased. “We brought more than you requested.” The Swordsmith crouched beside the first basket. “That was wise.”