Gold-Horns sits in her Longhouse by the fire, she rests her head on her fist as she watches the flame crackle. Ten days, it's been ten days since he left, ten days since he filled up his longship with beer and men and left with only a hug and a kiss goodbye "He should have laid me" Hallie said, thinking back to the day her husband left on a voyage. He should have taken her, and lay her in bed, sure as husband and wife, she knew they had to do it eventually, so why not then? It was the perfect time, not only could it be the last time, but it could have gotten her pregnant, so that she could could continue his legacy "Perhaps I'm... overreacting, after all, I'm The Frue, so it will happen eventually" Hallie said to herself before standing up, she decided that fresh air could help, so Gold-Horns exited her home and started a walk around the village, eventually stopping by the shore where her husband set out on his ship, Hallie sighs again as she laid on the ground and began to carve various random runes into the dirt