Chapter 403

There was an exceedingly specific ritual involved in formalizing a pair-bond between goblins and even if one day in the very far future we were at that point, there was no way I could ask Drio to participate. It was too freakish. But if she had made up her mind, would I have any say otherwise? I pushed it very far down the list of things to deal with.

After I'd showered and towel dried my hair best I could, I wrapped myself in Drio's cotton robe that came down to my ankles, rolling up the sleeves so I didn't look like a child.

Drio had gone to take his shower and I had business to attend to.

The heating pad was on low and the Rust tincture was its normal light green. I left it where it was and retrieved Giulia's purse, spreading the small bags of drugs she'd had on the kitchen counter.