Barrow Fields who is doing you wrong?

a quirk of her mouth, something impassive. "you did not'ing to me. but i leave dat decision to rosalyn." it was the pirate that held the feeling for how the archangel had gone, and she knew her wife would share the misgiving of having chacal's sire in rusalka again.
she turned then, traversing through the sea-grass with an easy step that beckoned rosencrantz along if he so chose. "aningan no longer leads us. a man came to de pack an' joined. not a moon later an' he had challenged de boy. he won, but rosalyn an' i refuse to bow to men any longer." a cool smile. "we t'rew him out. and now rusalka is ours."