The rest of the night was spent
cleaning and polishing the teeth I’d plucked from the Byakhee’s skull, before
depositing the bloody head in a wooden bucket outside our door for the street
cleaners to take come dawn. I collapsed into bed after a cold sponge bath,
wiping away the grim and the stench of demon from me with lilac-scented water.
Despite the chill of the cold on my naked form in the dead of night, I was
quickly able to warm myself next to Christina beneath the fur of a great wolf.
