Breakfast at Jupitees

Aerndis grinned as her brother slipped out of the den. "Yea, feels like its been ages. As to the food, I figured you could use a nice warm meal after getting stuck in an arranged marriage. C'mon, let's not wake the missus." Aern picked up the fresh caught game and walked a bit of a ways away to a clearing in the knolls so that they wouldn't wake Jupiter's new wife. Aerndis still didn't know what to think about her brother being goaded into a marriage like this. She supposed she felt rather sorry for him. She'd have been pissed and straight up refused if it had been her in his place. She set down the game and turned to her brother. "So… how goes it? What's she like? I'll be honest I don't think we've ever really talked but Alfrún always seemed so… serious." Not at all the sort of woman she pictured her brother settling down with, assuming she'd pictured Jupiter settling down at all which she hadn't.