Dragoncrest Cliffs throwing off his purple cloak

With her laurel had come the understanding that she might too experience the hardships of being a leader. She knew it meant decisions, and that those decisions might lead to loss. That was something that both of her mothers carried with them- but now, at least, they could simply be devoted to each other. 

And it was not without a pang to her heartstrings that she pried, from Erzulie’s words, something that she held back. She was glad that Erzulie would be able to comfort and care for Rosalyn without distraction now. ”I am sure dat will be good for de bot’ of you,” She said. Some trepidation showed in those words; she knew time was finite. She had questions she wanted to ask, but they had answers she did not want to hear. So she simply smiled weakly, and leaned against Erzulie’s shoulder.