*Eleanor*
Catherine is seated at the table, holding Mani while I prepare dinner for everyone. Everyone is joining us tonight to celebrate Helga and our voyage to Erik’s home. Even Olga is coming.
“Harald asked me to marry him,” she tells me quietly, and I freeze. “I didn’t give him an answer.”
“He seems rude,” I tell her honestly. He’s been so gruff with me.
She nods in agreement. “He can be, but he’s not like that when it’s just us.”
Erik isn’t ‘Erik the Wolf’ when he’s with me so that I can understand that, but it just seems odd.
“I wish I just knew if it was right,” she sighs. “You knew Anders… Erik cared for you. You always trusted him, even when you couldn’t talk to each other. You’re lucky that you were so sure about him.”
I smile at that. She’s right. “I knew the se
