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Chapter Twenty Three: Sleep

River Black

River watch Inana work on Tamsin, clean his body, his wounds, pack them with pungent herbs. After she’d finished, she stepped back and frowned, brushing gilded hair from her cat green eyes. She shook her head.

“This requires...much more,” she said, her voice low and tired.

River looked at him. His skin had lost so much color, his cheeks were sunken. Likely blood loss, she thought. But again there were no hospitals, no doctors. She doubted if she said blood transfusion the witch would understand. She’d probably just think she meant...Aelnith.

Reflexively, her fingers went to the bite mark on her neck. She watched as Inana followed with her eyes, looking at the mark.

“And that,” the witch said. “Must be dealt with. I assume you don’t want the curse?”

River shook her head. “No. No,I don’t want it. He didn’t...really ask.”

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