"No... I bear the children of a monster," she said with a low voice. "My husband was a very bad man, Solomon." And then she filled him in on just who Magnus Carrington was. "I would have died just like the others if he didn't die first." Then she paused and sighed, looking down, "And I'll get no help from his family because of what I am, because of what I've been forced to become." She didn't weep, didn't have it in her. But she finally spoke with passion.

"I don't want to do this... Raise children in a brothel... What kind of mother would that make me? What kind of person?" And then she looked down at her hands. "I'm also frightened they will be the death of me."