Dragoncrest Cliffs you set me on fire

It only took Rosalyn a moment to realize what Erzulie was asking. There was only one her that could possibly be meant, and the pirate had wondered how long it would take the woman to act.

Aye. She was unapologetic and stretched, then looked at her wife with a bit of a devilish gleam in her eye. If there's a question, it deserves an answer. And it was plain neither of you were asking.

She hadn't been sure of either of them until she'd read the want in Jorunn. She thought she knew her wife well enough to read this too, but she'd hesitated there; mainly because she could not find a reason why Erzulie would not pursue what she desired.

Was it welcome? She had meddled, after all. And even if she amused herself with it, she might be persuaded to apologizing if Erzulie saw it differently. Perhaps.