Chapter 47

The fact that night in the snow makes this especially like.

She recollected the blood in the snow - her blood.

Kail kept on gazing at Silje as he held the blade and put it on his wrist. He then got Silje's hand and put it on the blade.

"Presently, hold it like this. Push on it, very much like this."

Silje froze as Kail moved her hand to cut his own wrist.

It was a smooth profound cut and Silje just gaped in shock. The world halted around them as the red blood pooled around the cut.

One second, two seconds.

Blood.

Silje's psyche went clear briefly before she recalled the pool of red blood in the snow that evening.

Kail's blood was red as well.

Kail's blood tone was red as well.

He drained, very much like her.

Kail grinned.

"Presently, it's genuinely finished."

With that, Kail unfastened Silje. He seemed as though he was at last cheerful. He was draining abundantly, yet he tranquilly slic