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he very much doubted that blue willow had discussed the sordid specifics of child-making with pura, as if she were some young fellow grinning lecherously with a friend. the healer was straightlaced to a fault, and he could daresay she would have been trembling indignantly at the massive wolf's words, had she heard them, quick to disapprove and correct in her gently firm manner.
lasher had his feelings upon sisters; had not julien taken his daughter, his granddaughter, and great granddaughter, espousing the very crux of incest? of course, they had all been willing, but he doubted now their words of acceptance.
yet he would say nothing of this to pura. his world, with its flexible boundaries, was not the milieu in which he existed now. that is correct. you must not treat your sister as a wife, and males cannot bear children.
the boy's next words gave him pause; a smile found its way to his willing lips. we chose one another. she has always wished for a family, and i have always been fond of her. it was natural that it should come to this.