Ankyra Sound They started praying, they were saying, "well we hope you'll be forgiven."

I YELLED

Similarly to Erzulie, Rosalyn had accepted that she couldn't ask the woman to leave again, not when she would obviously be leaving something so important behind.  Just because Caiaphas and her wolves meant little to Rosalyn didn't mean the same was true of her lover, and that they had bled for the both of them made this acceptance only easier.  

Forever.  She felt the rest of her tension ease at that revelation, because a part of her had still worried.  It was probably an insult to think Erzulie so shallow or so hard as to resent her for any of this, but rationality hadn't been her mind's greatest strength lately.  Hopefully, with time, she could find it again.  Here, it was enough to hear it.

Rosalyn figured that she would give Erzulie anything in that instant, if she had the power to give it.  But what came out of her mouth was so unexpected that she lifted her head and turned it, fully, to stare at her straight on.  Ch... children?  She asked to verify, totally floored.  It was impossible, yes?  Not only that, but Rosalyn had determined long ago that she was in no way fit to be a mother.  Children?