A Change of Pace

Thistle saw the shock and nodded yes first there was a landslide, then a bear killed our next leader, we finally decided it was not safe there. Thistle listened, and was surprisingly and disgustingly pleased that she was not the only one to go through that. She felt wrong, that she was glad the other had gone through it too, thinking it had just been something wrong with her. Thistle shook her head in agreement, yes it was terrible, it still is. I almost ruined my marriage, because I fought with him all the time. Perhaps that is partially why I agreed to the polygamous relationship as well, guilt. I do not know.

Thistle tilted her head I don’t know her family, though I did meet this Jinx, she wasn’t exactly the friendliest. It was my mother that knew them. She was their midwife and healer, once upon a time a long time ago. Thistle listened calmly; she didn’t think much of the other hearing voices. Her husband told her on a regular basis, that the great Odin talked to him, so who was she to judge. My husband hears Odin, as a matter of fact if you ask he will tell you that Odin sent him a raven to bring him here to the bay. She smiled at her then, hoping to ease her discomfort a bit. Let her know that she didn’t mind, it was perfectly okay with her that she heard voices of the Loa. And that she could talk to her about it if she wished.

Thistle looked at Hawkeye and spoke softly what about it? As long as they are happy it is okay, and I have my children to make me happy and more children to come to make me happy and when I have him to myself he makes me happy. And Nerian can make me happy, she and I are still getting to know each other, but we have some fun. I imagine as time moves forward though it still may hurt, it will become something I will be used too. Thistle did not know what else to say, she had wondered often herself how Ragnar could tell her he loved her in a whisper and then hurt her so deeply with another, but he could not answer her, no one could.