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the woman inclined her head. "you are kind to think of me, ragna," eshamun murmured gently, smiling at the shieldmaiden. kurgarru; that was what the warrior was, and the ekar-aji considered bringing to fore the story of the special ones, those who were neither male nor female. but ragna spoke of other things; of names for the children, which dampened the canaanite's spirits, for it became apparent that the shieldmaiden knew not of what was to come.

a deep breath parted her lips briefly. "the children i carry belong to molech. they will not be given names, but will be gifted back to the god upon their birth." she thanked molech for stilling the tremble of her mouth, but now looked rather worriedly to ragna, to see what the snowy wolf made of it.