Stavanger Bay [m] ride of the valkyries

Thistle stared at the girl and a small smile took it's place on her face, but it wasn't a nice one. She could see the judgement clearly on the girls face. She snorted and turned and walked away, turning one last time to look at her. YOu know nothing of your father, and you are a fool to put so much stock into stories instead of asking someone who actually knew him. You're father was savage and feral and wild and he followed his own rules. But he was my husband and I loved him and he loved me and I'm sorry that that bothers you. Have a good day young lady.