Kapra's words sent an icy jolt of electricity through her, raising her fur as though it truly was a crackle of electrical current. He had done it so casually, had Kaprasíus, confirmed in one sentence the nightmare spectre that had haunted her childhood, her fear that their family had seemed so blithely unaware of. It had been fear of the bogeyman that was her elder cousin that had driven her to excel beyond even what had been expected of all the children of vikings, childhood fears that had driven her in an obsessive search to bring him back to her uncle for justice. Not the incestual relationship that had been rumored between Jaeger and his mother, no - the certainty she held that he'd caused his siblings' deaths. And now to hear another of their family not only speak of it, but to say with such casual certainty... The usually unflappable viking nearly fell down the mountain at the shock.
But her surprise was shown only in her sudden motionlessness, in the restless ripple of her pelt, in the faint glaze of her silver eyes. Such minor things as may have been overlooked by those who did not know her, but blazing neon signs to those who did. She was silent for a moment, her eyes still fixed on the stars above her though she no longer saw the leiðarstjarna she had been watching.
When she finally spoke it was without a quaver in her cool voice, and an abrupt switch out of the language of their earliest childhood. "Jeg søker herlighet og ære på Yfir, Kaprasíus," she said matter-of-factly. "Verden vil vite vårt navn, og de skal frykte og respektere det. Vi skal bli kjent og når døden tar oss i kampen vil vi bli Freyleif og Einvir og Auora i Valhall inntil det kommer av Ragnorok, og vi vil bli husket her lenge etter at vi er borte."
Silver eyes blinked at him, reflecting the light of the stars like the silver starlight that coated her spine. "Det er ingen retur hjem for meg. Dette landet er der jeg vil gjøre mitt liv og min familie, og det er her jeg vil dø." Her gaze returned to the sky, to the star-of-the-north, the leiðarstjarna, the star that guided all travelers. "Jeg vil ikke lenger gå sakte, fetter."
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