I soaked in the warm bath, feeling the day's grime wash away. Aldo had prepared it with lavender oil that helped ease my aching muscles. Across from me, Fazio winced as he lowered himself into the water.
"Still sore from that goblin hit?" I asked.
"Everything hurts," he admitted, rubbing his shoulder. "How are you not in pain?"
I shrugged. "Magic helps." I tried some minor healing on myself now that I had a larger mana pool, though I didn't mention that part.
Fazio leaned forward, lowering his voice despite us being alone. "So... everyone knows now. About you being a summon."
"Not everyone. Just the Ravens." I scrubbed dirt from under my fingernails. "And they're bound by contract not to speak of it."
"Do you trust them?" Fazio's eyes narrowed with suspicion.
I considered this while rinsing soap from my hair. "Mostly. Except maybe Rosalia."
"The one with the tattoos and weird hair? Why her specifically?"
