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harps arrived first. erzulie was both satisfied and dismayed with the deference shown to her. it reflected a new respect for the rank she had flaunted over the sisters; it glinted with her new status as chaotic, unpredictable.
nieve next, not as reticent, but she saw the caution in her daughter as well. this perturbed erzulie; her mismatched eyes lingered upon the girl somewhat longer before she swept them both with an aloof gaze.
"rusalka be needin' scouts," the harlot said. "bot' of you have traveled before. nieve," and here she turned her focus to the daughter borne between herself and rosalyn, "remember de pack in de flatlan'? ira, was her name. a herd departed here four days ago, an' i believe dey intend to drop fawns in de hunting groun's between us and kaistleoki."
her gaze was firm; it included harps now. "leave de en' of de week. scout dem; find where dey have settled for de spring."