Seaside Moors Clouds like the smoke in the room

Rosalyn smiled appreciatively.  She had gotten her own chance at the helm, and she'd long thought her wife deserved the turn.  Far more than she herself, if she was to be honest.  Perhaps Winterbane too will see sense.  It might be they could claim the lead without a fight.  After all... right now he thought them complacent seconds.

But a part of her hoped not.  It had been a long while since she'd proven herself, blood in the sand, tooth and claw.  She did not fight with honor; she fought to win, and she reveled in the competition.

If you speak with Miranda, I can speak with Raleska.  Tell her to take Clementine and the children for a time  The Pirate trusted the woman implicitly.  If she asked, Raleska would do this, and she would protect their children with her life should it come to that.  Paranoia told her it might.