Stavanger Bay forever and always

Thistle did not think she was doing very well at talking about this. Wasn’t even sure why she was, she wanted this to end, to just move on. However, Ragnar had opened the door and she was far too stubborn to not answer him when he spoke, especially when he would say something she didn’t exactly agree with. She tilted her ears to his words listening, so he loved all his gods, but Odin was his favorite. How did that have anything to do with her and Nerian and his obvious whorish ways? Though she supposed he was merely trying to point out she was his favorite, which she didn’t agree with. If she had been he would not be defending Nerian or what have you at every turn and if he had loved her enough he wouldn’t have even asked her of what he did, but he had and she had said yes so she needed to stop dwelling immediately, it was not good for her, him, Nerian or the children. She often felt like nothing more than a life sized baby maker to him, so he could have his many sons, but she kept that to herself as well and just listened.

He may not go anywhere, but what would he do if she went somewhere. Sure he said that he would fight, but really would he or would he just watch her walk away. That was the question of the hour, but again she kept silent about it, not really wanting the answer and not really wanting to argue anymore or fight. She would have doubts for time to come and until he proved her wrong, well they would stay, but that didn’t mean she had to voice them to him.

Thistle didn’t really care that her teasing was out of sorts, didn’t care that it didn’t fit the conversation. She hadn’t come for this conversation anyway, she had come to feel a soft spot in her soul, that need for him. And to show him she was sorry, even if she couldn’t voice it she could show it. Because she imagined she wasn’t entirely sorry about everything she had said, but she could let him know she wasn’t angry anymore. She reared up on her back legs and wrapped her fore legs around his shoulders, so she could look at him holding her balance. She chuckled as he continued talking and whispered softly Ragnar can you shut up and just love me or do I have to attack you dear heart. her blue eyes laughed at him and she waited comfortable at the moment.