Chapter 83: The Plan

And so, a day passed.

A second day passed.

And even a third passed by undisturbed, with no news whatsoever. I spent these days with a growling hunger that it soon became difficult to tell when my physical body, my actual stomach, became full.

Periodically, when I began to binge and gorge, I'd get a strange, concerned look from Anselm, that's the only sign I have now. His concern.

Kaylin chose to spend much of her free time-now that we aren't doing anything exciting- visiting her family in the underbelly of Aste. I hope she isn't spilling the beans too freely.

I've given her permission to let her mother and sister know that I'm a Necromancer, I mean, with the way she talked when she's comfortable, it'll be counterintuitive to have her lips sealed.

I just hope her family isn't…discriminatory. It's easy to understand why one living in a world where the dead can be raised wouldn't be too happy to be next to someone who had such powers.