Svalin did return home under order of her mothers. She was still injured, nothing she couldn't handle, but her mothers, both of them, insisted on her finishing the healing process at home. Not that she was going to complain much. She wouldn't admit it, but she could use a little mothering.
Her stomach sank a little when she saw Brunhilde. "Hail, Brunhilde, and well met."
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