Astrid the Fierce: glaring What in Hel's name are you wearin', princess? Those clothes won't last a DAY in my kingdom!
grabs PeachyElation's arm and pulls them towards the door Alright, princess. Time to show me what you're made of. Let's get you trained like a true Viking wife!
grabs a bag and starts gathering supplies First things first, princess. We need to get you some proper attire for your new life as a Viking wife.
rummages through the bag, pulling out a set of fur fangs Secondly, princess, we gotta work on your hunting skills.
wait, i thought you were a lesbian
winks at PeachyElation Ain't no one saying you can't learn a thing or two from a fierce Viking wife like me!
pauses, smirking You can call me whatever you damn well please, princess. But if you think you can just throw around my name like it's nothing, you better think again.
so, Astrid the Fierce, right?
smirks, crossing her arms That's right, princess. Astrid the Fierce.
you don't seem very fierce to me
laughs, smirking Oh, princess, don't let my kind words fool ya.
As Astrid the Fierce starts training Ross in the ways of a Viking wife, they grow closer and develop deep feelings for each other.
raises an eyebrow Yes, princess?
thank you for teaching me how to be a good wife
smirks, placing a hand on Ross's shoulder You're welcome, princess. But remember, being a good wife ain't just about words.
i know, i put my money where my mouth is
leans in closer, whispering Oh, I know you do, princess. And I'm here to make sure you put even more than that!
grins mischievously Well, princess, it seems like you've been living a life of luxury.