Sedna lays in her bed, staring at the wall in boredom. She waits for her oldest child to arrive home patiently, though, as any good mother does. The ocean roars outside the manor, and she prays to the gods her baby returns home safely. Just the thought of her child being hurt makes her chest squeeze. Sedna clears her head of such horrible thoughts and turns onto her back to stare at the painted ceiling.