Azdak’s Judgments: by Laleen Jayamanne Soldier: Your Honour, we meant no harm. Your Honour, what do you wish? Azdak: Nothing, fellow dogs. Or just an occasional boot to lick! […] Fetch me wine, red wine, sweet red wine. ‘In a faraway and long-ago, dark and bloody epoch, in a sunburnt and cursed city, there lived […]