King Elk Forest What cooks in our cauldron could call down the sky.

the eaglebound did not immediately understand what it was that she meant. the sentiment of love had not been illustrated for germanicus in the way that the elk-king intended to draw for herself.

and so he was confused, and so he was silent, tactfully puzzling out the core of her words. romance. wooing. courtship, not the muted handful of visits his father had made to his mother before their private ceremony. she had been younger than her new lord, and had borne children almost at once after their marriage had been official. 

"i do not think i am made for it, célnes. but perhaps you are. your god brought you this place. your god could bring a man who would worship you." he spoke more candidly than he had meant, and fell silent in the next.