Stavanger Bay how does the wolf sing each night, of the dominion of his heart

A vow she intended to upkeep. He felt his chest thrum proudly at the prospect of their arrangement still having grounds. At first, he had thought her to want to abandon the plan. Her words were enough to soothe his anxious mind. For all his doubts, she could not be one of them. He knew he would have to trust her promise to uphold. It would not be long before they would be able to be mated. Still, it seemed like ages. 

"Perhaps, then... you should begin plans for that arrangement. You are coming of age, are you not?" he prompted with a lift of his skull and a slight frown downward. He was hoping his wandering thoughts would not carry the conversation too far. Skellige knew that he dreamed of her true adult years, but they were a ways from that yet. Still, her one year was upon them and he would wish to know her plans.