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She continued on her patrol as he slides next to her, encouraging for them to walk as they talk. His response to her question left her unsatisfied but it was what had followed that caused a flurry of emotions within her that left her surprisingly conflicted. Wildfire had asked him to sire her and Thuringwethil's children. Her canted to the side, as if she had not heard him properly and something very hot bubbled in her chest, threatening to burn her throat if she dared to speak. And Gyda did not understand it. She had no qualms with Thuringwethil and Wildfire's relationship, and in all fairness Gavriel was a free man to sire whom ever's children he pleased and as she was not his wife there was no reason to feel this ire at Wildfire's audacity and yet she did. Though she knew deep inside it was an irrational reaction to something that by all rights the queen of valkyrja's had no say in and yet she couldn't help but feel that Wildfire had overstepped a boundary.

Any children she bore were direct threats to Gyda's own, though the hierarchy of the Grounders did not work in that way. Yet, by Gyda's culture having Gavriel father her children would have put Gyda's own children in a direct threat for their claim. Though Gyda had not truly given thought to bearing more children in the future she knew that if she did she wanted Gavriel to be their father, so long as he was willing, of course. The clench in her throat as she tried to assess through and analyze the violent rise of emotions within her was soothed as he spoke that he had refused. Relief flooded through her, soothing the flames of her ire and confusion before they could burn her.

He sounded...unsure. Conflicted, perhaps; but by what she struggled to deduce. “You are not her husband, so why should it hurt her?” Gyda asked coolly, realizing that it was a question meant for herself, as well. Gavriel was not her husband so why did the knowledge that Wildfire had propositioned him burn her so? “She will get over her disappointment and hurt feelings. And if she does not,” Gyda's slender shoulders rose and fell. Wildfire had stolen Thuringwethil's attention and her heart and the thought that the fire-kissed girl might steal Gavriel's too cut Gyda to the bone. They had never defined their relationship but by all rights they might as well have been mates. She was ...gods, she was jealous and she spoke harshly because of it. Not that Gyda had any idea on what to do what that knowledge now that she had it. “So, why did you really refuse her?” Gyda asked out of her morbid curiosity. She knew enough to know that Heda having a family was not something that (typically?) happened but a selfish part of the shield-maiden wondered if that was his only reason or if there had been other factors.

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