Sleeping Dragon things which have never yet been done

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As far as Gyda could recall there was never a time when she was not happy to see Gavriel. His presence was one that she always welcomed and the valkyrie queen did so with fondness. She had not intended to grow as fond of him as she had but it was a path unavoidable. Easily explained that it was only natural but Gyda who believed that everything happened because the Gods willed it so held faith that it had been destined long before either of them had even been born. The shield-maiden welcomes the bump of his nose to her cheek with a smile that has taken a slightly coy edge to it for a few moments as she is greeted by her fellow Gona. Somehow that does not seem an intimate enough way to think of Gavriel. They were not mates but he is the father of her children and beyond the fondness she had grown to feel for him there is undeniable respect. Certainly Gyda has allowed him more than any man before in all respects.

“You were?” Gyda asks him, unable to mask her curiosity as it colors her lilting, accented voice. Now that did surprise her. Her first thought was that something had happened with one of the children but she reassures herself quickly before her mother!panic mode can set in. If one of the children were hurt or in danger no doubt his steps would have been much more urgent and he would have not paused to greet her. Though she worried particularly over Freyja, Thyri and Eske — admittedly more of the first two's relationship then Freyja and Eske's she trusted that they would work it out among themselves and she deigned not to interfere lest it became urgent. She had never fought with her brothers ...but then again she had been very young when she had stolen away with a pregnant Nerian in the dark of night.

“Is something the matter?” She asks him softly, studying him openly as she awaited his response.

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