Shrugging him off, Marek shot me a glance and stormed away. I smiled up at Xobas, never more grateful for him than I was in that moment. “Thanks. Didn’t want to pick another fight today.”
He sat as I grabbed my spoon from the dirt and wiped it clean with my tunic. “Is it true?” he asked.
“Yeah!” Kuba exclaimed. “Narcyz was dead in the water until Wacław dove after him.”
Xobas looked at me with concern as I sighed. “He’s right,” I said. “The rusałka would have killed Narcyz if I hadn’t pulled him from her. That didn’t stop her from trying to take me instead, though.”
“Strange. Two demons have attacked you now.”
Three…
He glanced at Otylia. “Does your whisperer know anything?”
“She’s not my whisperer,” I said.
“Then perhaps it’s best to not disappear into the woods with her,” he repl
