Chapter 72 Sacrificial Rituals

After the two Black Wolf slaves had gone, Ruby and I leaped from the tree. Only then did I realize that almost every tree trunk bore the mark of a black wolf. They should be here tonight for their sacrifice. I found that my horse was also missing, and fortunately the wound had begun to heal slowly. I do not know whether it was because the plaster, prepared by the palace physician, was particularly good, or because of myself. Although the injured arm was not yet completely free, at least the pain in the wound was less pronounced.