Stavanger Bay is it the sea you hear in me, its dissatisfactions?

skellige's fight had not been for naught; he and constantine, both, had ended the bear out of necessity and had in turn saved her. but she knew the fight had cost him much, and her heart fled from her chest as she caught sight of him. deirdre's ears perked and she stood at a lax attention, though her eyes fretfully traced his form. she noted his limp, and deirdre knew she had work to do still; surely doe tended to him as she had her, and deirdre would aid in this work.

deirdre did not yet breathe the news to him, for nothing was quite so important to her then as he himself was! may i? she asked when he was close to her, gesturing worriedly toward his wound.