Neverwinter Forest [m] My baby don't cry

hárkonungr noted the flicker in eydis’s gaze, her careful consideration of his words. he sensed her distance, the reserved way she kept her thoughts to herself. he let her take the leg she’d claimed, offering her a slight nod as he set his own teeth into the neck of the boar. she was fierce, with a fire that ran deep, but he didn’t mind if she kept part of herself guarded. it was the way of strong-willed souls, and he could respect it.

we’ll take the rest back to forneskja, he said, a subtle warmth threading through his voice as he hauled the heavy carcass beside her. my elska will know what to make of it—pelts, braids, the tusks… it’ll be put to good use. he glanced at her with the faintest glint of a smile, wondering how she’d respond to seeing his commitment to build this place up, to make it a true home for those who’d join him.

as they moved forward, sólhárr gave her a sidelong look, his tone shifting, curious. and you, eydis—what is it you’d like to do?do you want to fight, scout, hunt, teach? he left the question open, without expectation or demand. this was her choice to make.

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