Chapter 362

Verchiel disappeared to "look into some things." Jorick was perfectly kind to Katelina, but she could feel the fury that rolled beneath the surface. It wasn't directed at her, rather at Samael, der H?here Rat, and potentially the rest of the world.

A knock sounded on the door and Jorick opened it to find Sadihra. She'd changed into a purple sweater and in place of her Scharfrichter amulet hung a piece of polished amethyst.

"Wolfe just told me," the Scharfrichterin said as she stepped inside and closed the door. "Is it true?"

The muscle in Jorick's jaw flexed. "That depends on what he said."

"He said she fed upon Samael, and that the Kugsankal must decide what to do."

Jorick made a noncommittal noise and Sadihra closed her eyes. "Oh Gott!" She opened them again and turned serious, her usual smooth veneer in place. "They will keep her here, hoping to use her in some way against Samael."

Katelina stiffened at her words. "But how would I be useful?"