Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150312021943/@comment-5583506-20150314035145

(Going to sleep! Nighty!)

Valkyrie walked around in circles inside her tent as she heard her soldiers pack up theirs on the outside.

''By the Gods, what the fuck is wrong with me?! I have been alone all my life looking for someone worthy... Have... Have I given up and instead went for the next best thing? A handsome stranger? Is that it?''

She rubbed her face in distress with her hands. "Dear... oh dear..." she mumbled to herself constantly.

She wasn't in love with him was she? That would be... strange... True enough, he had saved her life, but was that really enough to make her fall for him? Would that be considered as promiscious? But then again she couldn't really tell... She had never been in love before, at least not in a way she perceived as love. She had fancied Ma'Khenro once when she was a teenager, but that had been an entirely different story, and she doubted that the Khajiit had even known about it.

This was different. She had kissed him. He had kissed her. Could the odds be that if she was indeed in love with him, could he have fallen for her so fast as well? The idea seemed ridiculous, but not impossible. She had heard of "love at first sight"-stories before. They had plenty of them even within her own clan.

''Put your pride to the side for once and loosen up... If you want him and he wants you what's the harm? He is not a noble? Make him one! That way you wouldn't loose any respect from clanmembers if you were to marry him...''

Marriage? She had only known the man for about two or three days. She knew next to nothing about him. What was his interests? Did he have any other family? Did he have any ideals? What did he want to do with his life? So many questions unanswered, and still she wanted him... Would he even agree to such a proposal if she asked him? It was certainly rushed, but if he felt the same as she did... What was indeed the harm?

The last of her soldiers had already packed up and only her tent remained. The furnitures would need to be loaded onto the cart and yet she stood there, lost in here thoughts whether she loved the man outside her tent or not. Eventually she had settled on an answer she found satisfying...