Sleeping Dragon Feathers

I think we can probably wrap this up soon? Gyda has tortured poor Cirrus enough for one thread, lol. :p *pets him*

A steely nod was given as he spoke nearly as soon as she had finished issuing her command to him. It was not enough to garner the pressure of her expectations upon him to lessen any but it was enough to cause her to feel she could back off some. She'd gotten her point across, she felt. There was little need of making him any more agonized then he currently was — at least for now. “Do as Lucani tells you, and see it to be so.” Gyda did not want to lose her patience with him and she understood broken bones too a while to heal. “Do not disappoint me.” The shield-maiden issued him one final warning. Any minute now another Dragon would be coming to babysit him and would relieve Gyda of the task she rarely took on. But this conversation had been needed to be had, whether it made her look like a tyrant to the prisoner or not Gyda truly didn't care. She had no intention of him becoming a permanent addition to their ranks, and as far as the viking queen was concerned he had earned her ire by trespassing in the first place, further by Thuringwethil's decision to keep him as some kind of example wasting their food and medicine resources by his continued presence.