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...He blushed ? Eli inquired, eyebrows lifted in question and slight disbelief. Heeding Korm's warnings, Eli had figured it would be in her best interest to return home sooner rather than later. It had been obvious to the lot that she still needed time to process the dangerous implications their encounter with Jack had presented. No greetings or questions were shared as she wordlessly sauntered into the door. Upon seeing her, Frida simply poured her elven sister a cup of tea -- One which she took up to her room to ponder over alone, not before receiving a kiss on the forehead, as well. It seemed Korm was long gone, leaving with her more questions than those posed to him earlier that night. The tea may have soothed the aching in of her body from both the fight and the crying, it did little to alleviate the aching in her heart. There was little sleep to be had that night as she did her best to sort through matters of the heart and mind. Before she knew it, she had awoken to the sound of waves against the cliff-side. It was over breakfast that everyone began filling her in on the remainder of Korm's visit the night prior. She had assumed he had gone home not long after she had run off, but apparently that wasn't the case. And, he invited the boys to his forge? Not to mention, apparently he had even ruffled Kai's hair. That surely would have been a sight to see given moments prior to that he couldn't look the child in the eye. How much had she missed? That he did! Given that complexion of his, he looked as if he was turning purple! Frida snorted, pretending not to notice the clear interest Eli had on the subject of the friendly, local brute. The rest of them had decided to promptly leave out the fact she was the subject of a good portion of the conversation after she had left. Gods knew how embarrassed she would be if she heard everything being said between the two parties. Although, Frida wished Eli could have heard the heartfelt words Korm had imparted, all revolving around her. But, it was not her place to tell such intimate words. Hopefully, those would come in time...And if not, then she would have to take matters in to her own hands. Where was the Goddess of Love when you needed her? Technically, we are all invited to his forge-- Agnar, do you really think it is good idea to have them both near sharpened metal and fire? Especially, Milo? While it may come of as her making excuses for them not to go, it was a sincere question. In fact, other than the concern for their safety, she was even more concerned that the boys would make a mess of Korm's display or destroy the works he had in progress. Rather than being entirely reluctant to go, she couldn't deny her piqued curiosity at the prospect of seeing how his craft had evolved over the passage of time. At her question, Milo nearly choked on the egg he was scarfing down. What the-- Why only me?! Kai gets into just as much trouble as I do! The boy coughed, chugging down water as if his life depended on it. Meanwhile, Kai could only soothingly pat at his brother's back in hopes the older wouldn't choke all the more while sending a pout in Eli's direction. The sight almost made her change her mind. Almost. Kai may have been an angel when compared to his brother, but he still was a young boy who loved to emulate his mischievous older sibling at any chance he got. Not only that, but an excited Milo could only spell disaster in her mind. Before she could state her case, Agnar let out a hearty laugh from his spot at the end of the table, assuring her that the two would be on their best behavior knowing Korm had extended such a kind invitation. Hopefully, Milo would listen to Korm to a greater degree than he did Agnar a fraction of the time. If I hear of either of you two getting into trouble at that forge, it'll be no sweets for you til' the next full moon. Even longer if you burn a single thread of those clothes! Freya grumbled, hemming away at her newest project from the armchair near the window. She had been asleep when during Korm's visit and was promptly filled in that morning. Despite her tiny stature, the dwarven matriarch was a force all her own, barely phased by the prospect of some low-life booting her from her home. Now, quit your yelling and get a move on. I'll be needing that table if I want to finish this by tonight. Knowing full well dawdling would only irritate the already irate elderly woman further, the troupe scooped up the last of their food, cleaning their plates and the table before taking off. --- The two brothers couldn't seem to weave their way through the townsfolk fast enough. Rather than earning impatient or irritated looks, people were either amused by the boys clear excitement or unphased given the daily hustle and bustle. Despite being impatient, the two boys were extremely well-mannered, stopping to formally apologize and bow when firmly bumping into others. Did those two even know where to go? Despite the knowledge that their visit to Korm's forge was more for business than pleasure, she couldn't help feeling at least somewhat light and airy at the anticipation hanging off the pair of boys like ropes. Nonetheless, she could feel herself growing more and more wary at each sound of Korm's hammer. It was not apprehension due to fear she was feeling. Rather, not knowing how to act knowing full well her family had no qualms with him. Perhaps, she should have felt more betrayed knowing her family so easily overlooked the fact that half of him was the very thing that stole her previous life away. Yet...she felt nothing of the sort. In fact, seeing how Kai's eyes absolutely lit up at the sight of Korm at his forget brought an undeniable warmth to her heart. Still, her words of warning to him could not be taken back so easily, hanging in the forefront of both of their minds. Not to mention, the conflict between her head and heart made even acting normally a challenge, since she wasn't even sure how to go about that. At least, she wouldn't have to interact with him one-on-one any time soon. Not to mention, there were more pressing matters at hand. Before any of that however, the boys were already swarming him luckily, only after he stepped away from the anvil with their attention. Milo asking questions at a mile a minute, between each bite of his biscuit, about his current project and about the forge itself. Meanwhile, Agnar, Frida and her could only standby in exasperation and amusement. Eli couldn't help immediately zeroing in on the cut decorating his cheek. Call it a skill of hers given the past experience. Without even thinking, and before Frida or Agnar could get a word of greeting in, she spoke, Korm, who gave you that cut? Her voice was stern, but clearly filled with a gentle concern as she fought the urge to walk over and examine it. And fighting even harder against the urge to scold him for probably not cleaning it out very well out of old habit. Only he could manage to earn a new wound only hours after she fixed him up. ...Did Jack come back for you? Last edited Feb 5, 2019