Stavanger Bay earth and sea cower from my screams

And men, She said with a glance behind, and when Rosalyn followed, she saw the subject of the intentions. The urge to scowl rose up, and internally she mocked the reasoning.  Who did this girl think she was, so blatantly eyeing the men as if she was already readily accepted?  Careful to not let her unreasonable ire show, she turned back, resentment still settled in the pit of her stomach.  she was beautiful.  

"Aye.  Are ye accustomed to life on the shore? Skilled in the hunting and navigating the waves?"  It wasn't a question she had asked others, but she was probing a bit deeper now, secretly hoping she'd trip up and Roz could send her running.