"Do you really?" the old woman sneers. "What makes you think -" she breaks off as Ithel steps closer. "Ah, grandma," he says, then drops his voice so Ffion can't hear any more. She harrumphs at what he says. "Well. You may ask your questions." "What are you going to do about Ellis?" "You must know he is in the hands of the Bakers' Guild." "Yes, so what are you going to do about it?" "Nothing." "But they'll go to the City courts!" Ffion insists. "Their case will fail." "But -"