Dragoncrest Cliffs and if she refuses gifts,

Rosalyn watched as they came and her smile was easier than it had been in weeks.  Valravn was still missing... but this was the only shard that still twisted.  The business with Sagtanent was over, the cliffs were theirs, and it was time to begin building a home here.

Her approval reached Rosencrantz and even Kaertok.  She had as good as ignored him on the encounter upon the borders, but she'd noticed how he'd stepped up and supported with seemingly no care to his own gain.  She was beginning to hope his silent humility was genuine, not some facade the way Wintersbane's had been.  They'd need to have a talk soon.

Not now.  Here she would let Erzulie speak, unless her wife wished the pirate to step forth.  She'd led them here, delivered news of potential war... and she wished her wife to do the honors of christening this ship truly theirs.

WC: 152