Seeds of romance

Nerian stopped in place when Thistle ran to her path, she tried no further movement. Nerian did turn her head and try to crush out the tears with her eye lids.

Jealousy can only mean you are unhappy. You can not be Happy when you hold jealously. You don't want to be my friend you want me far away from here ... from him... And By the gods, I want to be far away from here, but even if Rangar was to release me... I have no where to go. When she spoke of gods her first thought was of Loki then Odin not of the god she had been raised to love and cherish.

And No Thistle I would be true to my mate but I would allow my mate to practice his faith and if that was to have as many children that he could want, something that if I could not give to him I would be honoured to have another help me to do so. Ever stop to consider his feelings, his religion?

Nerian gasped and she could not accept the truth, I HAVE NOT LOST MY FAITH but the moment that words were belted out of her body she crumbled her legs collapsed under her; her head swam her vision darkened and her ears buzzed the last thing she heard was thistle's laugh not the words right after.

ugh put in the wrong god name. Im so bad at this....