Swan rubbed her hands together to maintain her warmth. She blamed her frail and thin body for being too weak, that's why she couldn't handle the cold even when she was in front of a fireplace.
She was scared that she would be a burden for Gale while in the cave, so she joined her hands in a praying position, staring at the burning logs. She prayed sincerely in her heart, 'Oh, Goddess, please make me warm throughout the night, so I won't become a burden. And please, let me be the source of warmth for my husband as well, as he will have to endure his rut during the coldest night.'
'Let me be the burning log that could make him feel at ease, even if I have to die in the end,' Swan added as she felt the prayer would be more effective if there was a risk in it.
"Swan?"
Swan stopped praying when she heard the familiar voice of her husband. She looked over her shoulder and saw Gale at the door. She smiled at him and asked, "How is the preparation going, Gale?"
