Five marks it is. That's not a terrible price for workmanship of quality even without the discount, so she doesn't mind. Her eyes travel over the inside of the forge while they sort out payment, and then she goes to re-tack her horse. She'll go easy on him on the way back, and tomorrow she'll tear through over every terrain out there, and really see how Seoraj's work holds up.

"Thank you," she says, and while the timing seems like an afterthought, her tone is sincere.