"Nay, it ist not, but life ist not made to be easy. How else wouldst we rejoice in what we hath before us?" Sigurdur asks.
He takes a moment to breathe in the heady smell of the sea-water and salt.
"I look forward to learning of the heat in Midgard, but I ask that thou tell me when thou wishes to return to the main house. I doth not wish to keep you out in the heat if it wouldst fatigue thee or cause harm to thy son." Sigurdur says.
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