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"do you leave anyt'ing behind dat might come dis far?" erzulie inquired. a new home could be bestowed, a new name even, but she could not give succor to such a vague notion.
a whisk of cinnamon tail, to show that she would not pry. "i be erzulie. my wife an' i lead here, wid our ruby, njord." the children moved, kicking, and she shifted her weight to one side.
the rest she could ascertain for herself: he was well-muscled and polite, and if he took no offense to the idea of wives ruling over him, sapphique might have another hunter.