Ravensblood Forest letter of marque

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Nox did not reply at first. Instead, he watched coolly her tend to her babies as an ugly feeling swelled in his chest. Jealousy, perhaps? From the dredges of his memory, he could only picture the gaunt and lifeless faces of milkmaids and knew then what it was he felt.

Anger. Disgust for those fragile lives held with a love he'd never received. "There ain't no need fo' that." Crowell - Crowell! - had made sure. Those dreaded cliffs belonged to no one but the sea now. In his growing idealisation for the horrid man, the Captain turned his frustration to the red woman at his feet.

"Her tracks stopped at the seafront. S'pose she fed herself to tha fishes if ye ain't squirrelin' her away elsewhere." In the back of his mind, he knew. He knew the girl Erzulie was gone. And he wanted her to know it too.