Auslag sat silently before the window, her thoughts returning to Ragnar once more while the past haunted her. She had loved him, and let things go too far. In her loneliness, she hungered for love and connection, but now a feeling of doubt tormented her, wondering if it were wrong for her to think about being loved by someone else. Her dreams, her life, it was all tainted by a lingering sadness, and she did not know if she could ever escape the trap of sorrow.