Stavanger Bay spotlight

She walked quickly, wanting to ccover as much ground as possible before one of her guardians came to scold her. She knew she'd be scolded -- she expected nothing less from the mighty Vikings that had swept away her right to freedom.

She wondered suddenly on what the punishment might be. They were capable of anything weren't they, at least that was what she had understood from Ragnar's and Thistle's warnings.She cringed at the though of being tortured and for a second an overwhelming sense of fear filled her chest.

Beric would be her salvation. If she found him before any guards found her she might avoid the pain. That was it. She turned to go back to her designated den --which happened to be Beric's-- but a flash of white made her stop dead in her tracks. She swinged her head to see where the ghost had gone but she couldn't see him.

"Hello?" she called into the emptiness, hoping the blurry white silhouette wasn't Ragnar's