Dragoncrest Cliffs with one glimpse she was seduced by

Njord did not dare to go near the captains’ den. He could spy Rosalyn’s leering yellow stare from the darkness and knew that, for at least the first few precious days, outsiders were not welcome. He knew this was the way of their kind – and remembered the denmothers of Meares Island – yet he could not bottle the bubbling excitement growing within his heart.

Eventually, the mood seemed to soften, and Njord ebbed closer to the doors of Sapphqiue’s leaders. He stood a respectful distance and whispered, “…Rosalyn? ‘Zulie?” Though he hoped for a welcome, he was prepared to be chased off by protective teeth.