⊰ Skill Point ― n/a ⊱
Lilja often fretted when Tyr was away. Why? She could not place it. Perhaps because they did not have many men on the isle, but that was such a backwards way of thinking that she scolded herself the minute the thought presented itself in her mind. Instead, she made herself busy and collected a chunk of meat for those in need.
Cupid, being the one in need.
The father couldn't seem to catch a break, and Lilja so wanted to beckon him for a spa day in the hot springs. Just to take a breather, a moment of respite from the chaos that always seemed to burn around them. Lilja couldn't imagine how they felt with Tyr gone chasing after one of the troublemakers of the island.
What Lilja didn't expect was the children who remained to confront the grieving father. In fact, it made the woman halt and drop the piece of meat that had been tightly held in her jaws as they fell agape.
Cupid, being the one in need.
The father couldn't seem to catch a break, and Lilja so wanted to beckon him for a spa day in the hot springs. Just to take a breather, a moment of respite from the chaos that always seemed to burn around them. Lilja couldn't imagine how they felt with Tyr gone chasing after one of the troublemakers of the island.
What Lilja didn't expect was the children who remained to confront the grieving father. In fact, it made the woman halt and drop the piece of meat that had been tightly held in her jaws as they fell agape.
What do you both think you're doing right now? Are you trying to give us a heart attack?she said with a tremble of shrillness to her voice. Lilja was flabbergasted. Of course, she had to remember they were children, but the lack of brain power coming from the pair's combined brain cell left her holding onto a very fine thread.
