Dragoncrest Cliffs It’s a crying shame them’s the breaks

Rosalyn listened as Chacal described the men she had met. While she smiled at the thought of her daughter getting what she wished from them, and becoming a mother herself, she certainly had hidden misgivings.

If these men came here, would she seek to allow them a place beside her? Would they seek the power she could give to them?

Sapphique had stood all this time because of the women who helmed it. Rosalyn and Erzulie did not even trust their sons to lead, and to have an outsider claim the place would spell ruin in Rosalyn's eyes. She would defer to no man, nor would her wife. But would Chacal?

Aye. They will be yours, before anything else. She chose to keep her other fears silent for now. Perhaps she would choose to keep them for only herself. And Sapphique's second. Just like you were.