21
I’m waiting to see Metis in her office when I notice that all my arm hair is singed off.
It’s the side of my body that was closest to the Phlegothon, so I’m not entirely surprised. I mean, I had s*x next to a river of fire in literal hell. I guess I can’t expect to climb out of the Underworld completely unscathed.
I’m thinking about this, thinking about how seeing Val wade into flames up to his chest made my own body burn with something close to utter panic, when Metis’s door opens.
“Oh, Edie,” she says, feigning surprise. “Did you want to see me about your…” She eyes the healer who had been ensconced with her, dropping her voice to a whisper. “Condition?”
“Yes, my…condition,” I dutifully repeat, making the healer give me the side-eye as she slips past me to her next class. “Great,
