midnight
Then L'acoci was turning away , and Si'Wren realized that the conversation was over , and rejoiced that she had learned this new thing about demons . Now , they could no longer deceive her as before . She would never again fear the full moon , but only be on guard , in prayer , against the evil demons . Sometime around midnight , Habrunt began to grow delirious from the fever , and she fell into a kind of stupor , sitting on a woven mat and leaning against his sleeping rack with her head leaning close to his , while the bare skin of her face and exposed extremities basked in the fireside glow . Habrunt began to moan in his sleep from his intense sufferings , and Si'Wren began to hum a melody , so low and muted as to be inaudible to all but herself and Habrunt , and after a short time he stopped his pitiable lamentations for a little while . In an exhausted somnambulance , Si'Wren lapsed into her slumbers as well , until his groanings woke her once more . Then she patted his forehead with the tea-soaked rag , and from her heart and soul arose in her throat soft compassionate intonations , so low that only his ears could hear her as she leaned close , hovering over him with tender eyes and a softened look .