my heart is caged

Thistle kept silent, he was saying yes he is too Ragnar, because he simply hadn't heard all of her spiel yet. She sighed when he looked at her like she was crazy, she supposed she deserved it. She deserved a lot of things, and she often gave too much of herself where others were concerned, without asking anything in return. Which in a way also explained the whole torrid affair, between herself and Crete from the Plateau.

Thistle sighed yes she does, but my father was silver. And Gunnar, Gunnar has Crete's mask. Stop that, you are everything your fat....Ragnar wants in a son. It does not matter whose blood you carry or whose gods you follow. You will still be his son, whether you believe it or not. She grew quiet hurt and sad, but knowing she deserved it none the less. I don't know. He left before he even knew I was pregnant. His family doesn't even know where he is.

Thistle's eyes flashed for a moment, but she stayed calm. How was I supposed ot know you've chosen a name Mercury? You haven't told any of us anything for weeks. It suits you though.