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neither of the young women seemed particularly elated at the order erzulie had passed down. her eyes roamed first upon the silent harps, then her retiring daughter. had the incident with the sisters affected rusalka in that many ways? it occurred again to the beta that they had been incorrect in their assements, that they had rushed down to carry out a bidding that was not altogether their own.
the harlot swept her eyes between the younger females a moment longer and then settled, tongue tamed of orders for the moment. "you do not want to go?" came the dry honey of her gentle inquiry, shifting upon her haunches to regard the others more closely.