The night was freezing cold. Evol cursed at herself for the umpteenth time for her stupid stunt.
The fire had gone out long ago, that plus the bitter cold earth night atmosphere and consequently, she was currently the coldest she had ever been.
Daiv however was fast asleep, covered in Curt's coat that he had borrowed since Merfolk were cold blooded, and was snoring away like a freight train. Curtis had been silent behind her for a long time breathing steadily so she also assumed that he was asleep.
Fairies were very warm blooded Faes constantly generating a lot of body heat. Which meant that the cold did not bother him half as much as it stole her breath from her.
Her teeth chattered as a frigid air swept over her laying form. Meischt! She just might die from hypothermia.
Evol ima
