I huffed. “More tame than I am.” I pulled the cloak around me and pulled the hood up so it concealed my face. Then I followed him out into the alley between temples and climbed into the cushioned coach.
I slept most of the way back to Cyfar, a still, undreaming sleep that left me stiff and a bit nauseous when I woke. We transferred to a boat when we reached the city and were taken up to the second level, to a comfortable inn. The assistant, who never told me his name, healed me with magic. He had thick soup and honey water brought to me, and he told me to eat up and rest for a while longer. He made sure Otsoa was comfortable too, though I have no idea what inn in Cyfar accepted jaguars as guests.
I slept a little more, but the dread of the coming meeting was catching up to me, and I want
