Two Copper Pennies
By Mysterious Jedi
A drabble for Marta
Disclaimer: Middle Earth and all associated bakeries belong to the Tolkien Estates.

The baker sighed. It seemed half the people in the city were guests of nobles who had their own bakers.

A curly-headed young boy came in.

“Two scones, please.”

“That will be two copper pennies.”

The boy quickly gave him the coins, took the scones, and ran off.

Well, there’s one sale for the day, the baker thought. But wait…did that cheeky lad give me fake coins? No… this is a northern penny! That wasn’t a boy, it was one of the pherrianath! At my little bakery!

He smiled. Maybe all these noble foreigners actually can be good for business!