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"it does not matter!" erzulie hissed. "he is one of dem! his name is all dat matters. dey have a belief in dem dat once you are drageda, you always be drageda," the harlot intoned gravely, ignoring the repeated words for a moment. "dat is why dey came for rosalyn. dat is why we had to fight a war, and dat is why drageda will come for any child dey believe belongs to dem."
as to the second, she shook her head. "i am not a midwife, raleska. how long has it been? you are already far enough along to be sick in de dirt, oui?" lips thinned. "i t'ink it is too late. any attempt upon dem is is not one you may survive."