Ankyra Sound the end declared from the beginning

"i did," erzulie murmured in response, returning the pointed glance with one of her own. "an' rosalyn also. we fought de bear for as long as we were able. i almost lost her." here the harlot's lips trembled; she looked away from illidan down the stretch of cold land that had become theirs. had she not lost rosalyn after all, in the end? 
dragging her mind away from bitter contemplations of what was transpiring with her lover behind the forbidding clifftops, she shook out her honeycream withers and smiled toward her leader's son. "tell me, illidan, have you ever sparred before?" he was a hale, serious boy; she would have been surprised had he not experienced a scuffle in his life thus far.