Ankyra Sound on her radiance again

"i became a harlot out of necessity. it is good to know what i can do if i need it again, but for now i do not." had marie not taken erzulie beneath her pale wing, the girl would not have survived, or perhaps suffered a worst fate for those wandering young ones. the trade had come young, and for a time it had been good.
but that was only her body, rented for a length of time. rosalyn had her heart, never before given. a smile curved her lips; she leant into the pirate's touch.
"always." it was perfect, to lie down beside rosalyn, to wake the same. erzulie did not wish it to end, to be parted. and yet the talk of love made her self-conscious as always. turning her mismatched eyes upon her lover, the woman gave a light frown. "how are you feeling dese days?"