Chapter 3Azrail hadn’t been able to sleep during the night. It was getting too cold and all he’d done was shiver and shake. An ache had spread in his muscles, and he feared they’d freeze to death. He had no idea if Nix had seasons, but if it had, this had to be winter. He hoped they were in the coldest period because if it got colder, he didn’t know if they’d survive.
A guard rattled his nightstick between two bars. “Shower.”
Azrail flew to his feet. If he got there early, there’d be warm water. If he was late, it would be cold. “Coming!”
“I’m not.” Dot wrapped both hers and Azrail’s blanket around her shoulders. She never showered. She had to wash with the same kind of magic she used to change clothes since she always smelled and looked clean. “Be careful.” The last part she spoke low
