“….. You call him Jollveld.”
“… Spouse. When I am in your arms this jealousy I see in your eyes is foolish. While you were away he took care of myself at your petition… Even when sorrow was within myself, your cousin told this wife not to search reasons against you… A good man he is… worried he has been for yourself…”
“… Either way. Don’t tell him yet. He’ll start pestering us to go see him. It’s annoying.”
“Goodness, unfair you are to him.”
“It doesn’t matter. That’s how we are since young, he’ll understand.”
“… Alright… if you say so, then be sure to send word yourself. I am certain he will rejoice at the news.”
“Aie, Fatædi.” — Glad of the agreement met with the wife, Aslak’s nose groomed the wife pleased by the tenderness. Being welcomed until she deemed proper.
