Ravensblood Forest What we ain't got.

the salt queen offered only a bland smile in return, lacking any substance or warmth. indeed she had seen and committed many misdeeds, none of which she wished to articulate in this paleborn hour. for to speak of them was to breathe further life into them, and caiaphas believed in many superstitions.

oddly enough, cosmic justice was not one of them.

burke's widening grin did not put her off, though she called to mind the sharpness of his fangs. "i am patrolling for the war effort." the sea waif supplied, a sly eye upon him as she anticipated his interest.