Down on one knee

Hymn was old, and his body didn’t allow him to offer her much besides a warm embrace after a long eventful day. Eisleif was battered and bruised as usual, but total was different. She lost to the yearling fighter at the raid and couldn’t boast individual victory. She felt ashamed, but the embarrassment was less so beside the man. ”You didn’t tell me you were blind.” Eisleif chuckled at his comment about her beauty.

He wrapped his arm around her and as he pulled her closer she let the stress of the days roll off her back. She sighed heavily, but relaxed in his grasp. Her breathing evened and peace took her. ”It was long.” She barely made it to the first round of the raid, she would be ashamed of herself until she could prove herself at the next. ”And yours?” She questioned softly as she felt herself eager to fall asleep inhis arms.