Moonspear spring showers

Meerkat’s lip chewing was his wife’s tell and Njord understood, then, that she was processing complex feelings about it all. Yet, despite this, she obliged him… and Njord felt a tightness within his chest relax, happy that they had grown beyond the fearful chapter in their life’s book. It was true – they had a loving village to help in his absence. It provided new freedom and trust, which had always felt like a scarce resource in the past.

Njord nodded sternly. Stoicly. He was thankful and did not take Meerkat’s faith in him for granted. “Ah appreciate ye sayin’ these words,” he told her. Saying them made them real.

His voice became quiet, then, and his gaze fell to their girls once more. “Ah dinnae wish tae repeat past mistakes,” he explained, alluding to his absentee-father relationship with their boys and his great failure by Sobo. This was his way of attempting to self-correct.

Then, Njord cleared his throat. “Rodyn came bearin’ gifts fer Moonspear his last visit. Perhaps Stingray an’ I can bring ‘im and ‘is bride somethin’ as well. Who knows, perhaps they ‘av wee bairns of their own by now…” he smiled fondly.