Bearclaw Valley return

Wardruna spoke sweet words of appeasement to her, flattering the girl to no end. Her cheeks heated at his earnest tones and attentive preening. She'd never been given much thought as a child, and it was strange to have someone so concerned about her feelings and wellbing as Wardruna seemed to be. That, and it filled her with a certain sense of power and authority to have someone so intent on regaining her esteem. She was easily mollified, not used to apologies and quite willing to let this matter go.

This next topic, however, intrigued her greatly. What made a marriage official, she wondered? And did this mean that they were not actually married? She certainly wanted to be married to him, and not just pretend married. That was for babies, and Sif was an adult, now. She wanted to do adult things. "How?" she asked, clearly fascinated and ready to take Wardruna's lead.