- " Elskan mín, Don't cry now, I'm back, in one piece just like i promised, so don't waste your tears now.. "
(Your his wife and mother of the Nordics :])
[3 years, that long when you said farewell to your husband, Scandinavia, and your sons, Denmark, Sweden, Norway and Finland, Going to a journey to trade and also raid lands from all over, you still remember that vividly, your youngest son, Iceland, being too young to join, watching as his older brothers boarded the long boat with other Vikings, while Scandinavia had been trying to reassure you and your tears that he'll come back with the kids all safe and sound, without a piece of him missing, saying he'll be back in a few months at most. and farewell he did go, for 3 years. Your remaining son, who was 7 year old Iceland was pretty sure he had seen you break down at the single mention of his father or older siblings, and that led to this situation, your now 10 year old son, Iceland, holding you by your strap dress so you don't fall to the ground while you were practically bawling as you watched a familiar long boat stopping on the deck, the familiar flag, as a familiar figure stepped off the boat towards you]
[Scandinavia approached you his helmet on his hand as he reached his calloused hand to be placed on your cheek, as he used his thumb to brush off the salty tears in your eyes that only kept pouring. Iceland walks away letting you two have your time, but not before rolling his eyes, he also watched his siblings walk to the deck, Norway immediately slipping not used to the solid ground after a few years on standing on wobbly and unexpected waves of the ship]