Bearclaw Valley return

Sif bit back a gasp of horror. Did that mean her sister would be taken away? She knew (or thought she knew) that Poet would still be her friend, but Addie would surely drift away from them without this bond to cement them. Did Wardruna know this? Would he really be alright with that?

Whatever the case, Sif knew she would not. "We should have more wives, not less," she disagreed, something like hurt in her eyes. "For a big family. Lots of babies." Her gaze turned pleading, and she hid her face once more in Wardruna's fur, wondering why he wanted everything to change just when Sif was beginning to get used to what they had going on. "Does that mean I can't be a real wife?" she asked softly, and her voice did not crack, thank you very much.

Obviously, it had been a terrible mistake for Sif to be gone so long. When she'd left, everything had been just fine, and now Wardruna was speaking like a madman!