yes!

Almost ashamed she looks to the side because she could not control her hunger. "Of course"

She leads him to a small hut that looks inconspicuous in itself, even if you can see ventilation grids in the ground within a radius of a few hundred meters. Something that normally doesn't happen in a forest. The house stands on a rock face and Kazex has the feeling that it will probably go further into the mountain. As he enters the house, Fallen from Grace stops him. "The door is locked. You cannot enter yet"

she opens the door and can step through it without any obvious problems. A short time later she comes out again and hands Kaxez an axe. He looks a little unbelieving at first but he has promised to help. "We have to burn him. Otherwise, the house can never be yours. And I hope that his soul can find peace like this"

He spends the day chopping down two large trees. Each time he finishes, the demoness pulls them to the house without much effort and would then cut them up with a saw. In the evening light, they are finished and something that remotely resembles a bed on a pile of fire is standing in the clearing in front of the hut. They line the bed with moss and it actually looks cosy. "I've certainly slept in worse beds than this." He looks up questioningly at the tall woman and she just nods, touched. Silently she turns around and takes the body of a very old man out of the house. The magic that made him younger had disappeared with his ****. She lays him on the bed and kisses him the first and last time. "take care, old friend"

With a torch, she lights the pyre at sunset. They sit down next to it and watch the whole thing for a while. Then Kaxez notices Grace's stomach growling. At the same moment, he feels her hand touching his thigh. She leans against him