Seaside Moors Seeing fire, I'm told it never burns.

Rosalyn would read naught but shame in the way Raleska slunk forward, her eyes along the ground. Not even Grimnismal was spared a glance as Raleska pulled along the gathering, silent and radiating fraught energy.

It had been she who had lost Valravn -- she'd made a horrible mistake and now her mothers and Val suffered from it. Damn the bear, and damn her own stupidity and short-sighted nose.

She sat close enough, ears trained on both Erzulie and Rosalyn -- but Raleska dared not speak. Not when they were here because of her own hideous mistake.