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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Queenie" data-source="post: 7095458" data-attributes="member: 8058">The next morning Astrid was awoken by a cold wolf nose in her face. She had slept fitfully on the couch, though was surprised to wake to a warm, soft blanket wrapped around her and a stuffed pillow under her head. She slowly roused from sleep to find a light breakfast waiting for her as well.She spent the morning preparing for what was to come. Her trunk of fancy wedding-week-dresses had shown up in her tent, and she carefully chose an emerald dress with the most amount of silver threads woven through it she could find, along with all the proper princessy accessories. She assumed whatever was going to happen was going to happen this day, and she intended to be ready.  She made her way to one of the natural waterfalls and the small pool of clear, crisp water at the bottom to wash up. It took a very long time on her own to unbraid all the complicated braids her two maids had woven into her hair and it was quite a relief to her scalp to release the tension there. After finishing re-dressing, she left her hair mostly unbound, which was unusual, just one simple braid on each temple to hold her crown in. After that she spent a little time exploring the island and interacting with its inhabitants; the animals here had no fear of her or her wolf, in fact, they seemed to be drawn to her singing. When she returned to camp she felt considerably better, much more like herself. Holding her head high, she joined the Sea King at the table he’d set up in a pretty open area and waited. They chatted amiably, though the air did get a little tenser once Eben also arrived. Astrid watched the brothers interact closely. It felt a little odd to her, she’d never known anyone back in their village to treat Eben in such a way, with such respect, other than his mother. It made her heart happy that he had found such a relationship but also made her sad that he’d had to abandon her to find it. She quietly pondered the fate of hearts as time passed for them all.A goodly amount of time went by before there was a flurry of activity and there were boats on the horizon. It was confirmed there were flags flying of both the MacTier’s and the Vouldson’s, together. Astrid couldn’t help but feel nerves at the waiting and the wondering. It was not often that a woman’s word had much say in these kinds of things, but she was hoping at least her sway with her father and her shared history and bond with Eben would help smooth things over and she would end up with what she wanted.Einar’s head on a platter. It felt like it took forever for the boats to come close enough for the men to come ashore. Astrid paced around the table while this happened, she was not used to having to wait on such a tense situation, not one involving herself. The Sea King laughed at her lightly while Eben squeezed her shoulder sympathetically, she could only assume they were both used to worse situations than this.Finally the men left to retrieve her father, and possibly Einar too, and she sat at the table and waited. They returned but her father did not follow, no one did. They waited some more.Astrid furrowed her brow. "I do not know what your men said to my father, but I hope you have not offended him. He is an honorable man and…” she locked eyes with Eben knowing he would confirm what she was about to say, “He does not have a lot of patience for trickery.”She twisted her delicate fingers together. “But perhaps it is just better that angry warriors have not come charging into this place.” She tried to see through the trees down to the beach to get a better view of what was happening. “Why has he not come yet?” She gnawed a little bit on her lower lip, trying to keep her nervousness at bay.</blockquote>

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