Stavanger Bay this is happening

Thistle slid towards the captives intent to check on the youth Tiarnan. Her husband had done a number on the youth, and if they wanted him to be a healthy captive she needed to care for him when she could. Besides that she was still vastly restless with the recent changes in her life, slowly becoming accustomed to them, that was not to say she liked them, just getting used to them. She had come to the conclusion that she was second best, he may not even love her, but she loved him and that was all that mattered. Even though it hurt her heart to think of it.

As she neared the captive's area golden eyes flashed at her and she became uneasy, for a brief moment she had forgotten the other male Kyrillos was here. She did not think him so foolish as to do something to harm her, but it still made her nervous. She should have made Ragnar come with her to watch while she checked on the youth, but she was still a little upset with him and hadn't.

She blinked back at him and spoke softly hello, is all okay? most are not awake at this hour.