"Is that why you are out here chopping wood?"

He grunts an affirmative. "Everyone else hung over, or too worn out from festivities after I deal with sorcerer," Koshchei explains.

Kreyu reaches for Skellig's hand, takes a hold of it. "Is anyone hurt? My husband Skellig is a very talented healer, even more than I am." She's so very proud of Skellig, so happy that he is her husband.