"There is, and right now, you share it with us. No doubt your mother has already sent word for them, and sent them to your men." She takes Magni's hands in her own and beckons her up by way of a little tug. "You can give the rest of your orders in the bath."

A coaxing compromise, she hopes, as she beckons her closer, nearer. "You made it, you are here now, let us look after the rest." Her mountain was going to crumble if she pushed herself too much further, harder, could feel that rumbling earthquake below the surface.