Alpine Lake soon she shall give them

a sigh sauntering through the narrow fitness of her rangy shoulders. "i do not know." it was the truth. though rosencrantz was newly back among them, erzulie had never forgotten the ease the archangel had always brought. it was good to be open with him, vulnerable beneath his attentive nature.
slyly erzulie thought it was this aspect of him for which rosalyn had chosen the warblazed man, but kept that a tittering thought in her own psyche. "dey be de firebirds. once upon a time, de woman niamh came for rosalyn. old tensions. she followed rosalyn an' i up de coas', but i was ready for her den."
a wryness to her mouth.
"i did not know when we came back dis way, so long after dat time, dis land would be closer to t'iers den i would have liked." sweeping to scent for valravn. "a child was lost. solaire brought her to me. niamh's child. before dat we had met once to make an easy peace. when i knew who de babe belonged to, i brought her back." brushing dew from a fern. "easier, but not friendly, as you be seein' now."