Ankyra Sound i empty myself with light until i become morning

Rosalyn was never stupid, but nor was she ever particularly good at rolling over.  A lot of her life had so far consisted of others attempting to use her, of seeing her worth only so far as what they obtained from it.  Her time in Drageda had felt much the same; what can you give.. What do you owe us.

She owed them nothing.  And this woman had no right to call her a traitor.  To be a traitor you have to at one time have been loyal. Rosalyn said in a level tone, though she knew where this was going.  She was tired, and she was done.  No.  A silent apology to Erzulie; she wondered briefly, oddly calm, if her lover had known what she was getting herself into, traveling with a pariah.