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as erzsébet had a firm hold upon her senses, it was unlikely that she would go mad -- for she was mad already! -- and she leant into the touch of her lover with a small smile. she knew that the union perturbed ferahgo, and her ire was aroused when she thought of him. it did not matter what he thought of her; he had showed plainly his disuse for her, and so erzsébet was free to do as she pleased.

"you and i," she began, sifting through the shells with a lofty forepaw, "are to go ashore when our season comes. we shall not be forced to remain here as two playthings for these rough men." it was a promise she had procured for herself and the handmaiden based on her own sense of self-preservation and affection for the pale woman.