Dax tossed in the furs his mind still lost to whatever ailment had struck him down. Helom and Kurrul had carried him to his bed. Hanna and Susie had helped Tess strip him down and bring in cold water from the well to break the fever. The town was abuzz as the witch ranted endlessly about the wrath of the gods, about how Dax was being punished for breaking his word. Helom and Kurrul did not leave Dax’s side as he thrashed violently screaming in his delusions.
“The gods are killing him,” Helom said his tone filled with fatherly worry.
“He made an oath he did not keep. The gods are not to be toyed with.” Kurrul added, leaning against the wall.
Tess soaked a rag in a bucket of cold water to wash his burning body. Susie came in with another b
