Ankyra Sound And raised up to be the rebel, I was made with a little bit of fire, you see.

How dare he? And how dare she?

As the howl faded, at first, Rosalyn was shocked.  This slowly, gradually, turned to incensed as more time passed.  The pirate had been growing to like Firefly, but the fact that he'd claimed Rusalka as his own immediately threw her back up.  Erzulie was not nearby, so she paced alone along the strand, working herself up into a right fire.

If she weren't pregnant, she'd take him from it herself.  This was a plan, right? A way for him to force them to allow him to claim the children he'd given them.  He said he had no wish to do so but he'd also threatened death to her when she'd so much as joked about dethroning the witch.  Now this? The timing was too convenient.

And Caiaphas.  She'd thought her rival stronger than that, to be bested by a man like that.  Well.  If he threw his rank, she'd not submit.  And if he wanted to force her to, he could try.  She glanced at her softly rounded sides.....

It was tempting.  It was so tempting, to take it now that the siren no longer held.  She had no wish to be ruled by Firefly, no desire to bow her head to another man who would only disappoint.  Slowly, resolutely, she turned, and began walking towards the sound of the call.

Shed make up her mind by the time she got there.