Dragoncrest Cliffs sharing tree shade with a butterfly

sobo; humble. manly, she realized with a start. so much of him was herself and rosalyn; it felt as though she had blinked and he had grown directly out of childhood. he was ready for this, and she smiled with deepest love at him as he responded to her decision.
she should have known her words would chafe rosalyn's pride, but erzulie sharply shook her head. "i be tired, my love. i want a rest. de rest we have built for ourselves. we lead toget'er. we rest toge'ter." look at all they had wrought. the years of sapphique were not ended simply because she would no longer be at the helm.
"i want to do dis," erzulie insisted in a loving whisper. 
this was a conversation for all of them, she felt; sobo must witness this on his ascension to the confidant of his sisters. erzulie saw the anger in her wife, but she would not let it stand. she had waited alone for this moment. now it had come, and she willingly gave her rank to their daughter and this newest to their son.