Sleeping Dragon we met over a small earthquake

Fear?

It takes a reasonable amount of effort not to scoff at the assumption. From day one, the pillars of leading had been hammered into her head. The things she can and can't do as commander, even if there had been no promise she'd survive her conclave. She'd been given the same treatment nonetheless. Commanders before her have made the mistakes that the recent have learned from. It keeps them and their loved ones killed and Gyda's only advantage is she has Thuringwethil. Their culture varies vastly in their leadership and the natural desire had died long ago and the only thing there had been room for is Heda.

"You are so confident in Sleeping Dragon but you choose to only have half their blood of our home," she tells her. They were not ready for children if Gyda chosen some random loner, one they likely wouldn't be able to trust. They didn't even hold an alliance with anyone to use a male in exchange and their own males were limited to their supply. "They will be born Drageda blood or I will kill them myself."