Ankyra Sound on her radiance again

in silence she listened, in quietude, erzulie discovered a side of both caiaphas and rosalyn she had not known before. her love was a wanderer, through and through, and the sharp seawitch had darker spirits coursing through her than previously suspected. but they had both changed, had they not? 
while erzulie owed caiaphas a great debt, it was the pirate she loved, and if the hag's teeth were set against rosalyn again, the harlot would rise to defend. secure in this, she did not thus take great offense at the shared history between the two she-wolves when it came to this saltwinter and vlad.
"time is a funny t'ing," she commented, lapsing then into a comfortable silence while she preened the edge of rosalyn's torn ear. the mark of drageda's teeth would never leave her beloved, and each day would serve as a reminder that the hate she carried coiled inside her was worthwhile and righteous.