11. Memory:
A memory was all she had to cling to anymore...that and a vodka bottle. Dolph just wished she would cling to him instead.
12. Insanity:
Octavian was sure he was about to suffer from insanity as Fricka stormed across the battle field towards him, sword in hand. One didn't have to be insane after all, to suffer from it.
13. Misfortune:
Fricka blamed misfortune for falling into him and knocking them both over the drop off.. Dolph blamed the vodka and as he held her against his chest at the bottom of the drop, he was glad it had happened.
14. Smile:
There was one thing Alek looked forward to most of all as he rode into the courtyard and dismounted; his wife's beautiful smile and it warmed his heart knowing she smiled like that only for him.
15. Silence:
The twins ran into the kitchen, squealing and laughing as Laurie ran after them and Fricka gave a shriek when he swooped her up into the air. Rolf rubbed his temples and closed his journal with a smile. The castle had been wrapped in silence for far too long.
16. Questioning:
As Alek held out the delicate silver ring, Epona tilted her head with a questioning gaze. Why would he want to marry her?
17. Blood:
It ran down the Arnulfa in rivulets, soaked the ground, stained clothes, splattered across flanks and haunches and gushed up between Octavian's teeth as he fed. Fricka licked the blood that ran down her arm and mused as she watched him. Blood had always fascinated her.
18. Rainbow:
"Da what's that?" Fricka pointed up in the sky at the rainbow that stretched over the valley.
"A rainbow."
"I want to be a rainbow." Octavian said and Alek laughed.
"Why?"
"So I can be pretty and spread over everything!"
19. Gray:
Epona ran her fingers through her husband's hair, exhaling softly as he scattered kisses down her stomach. Suddenly she gave a laugh and he yelped as she plucked a hair and held it up for his surprised eyes to see. A single grey hair. The color drained from his face and she rolled over laughing into the pillow.
20. Fortitude:
Octavian always admired Laurie's fortitude to brave any storm; that included his sister hanging off his arm by her teeth while he wrote in his journal without even batting an eye.
