and moaned softly. Where was the nice warm body she'd been snuggled against? Why was it so hard to open her eyes? Why did everything seem so... so... LOUD????

Finally managing to raise one dark-lashed eyelid, the lissome Friesian lass looked about to see activity all around. Brunie was busy finishing setting the place to rights after what must have been an awfully busy night.

Ingvoldr felt strong hands around her waist, lifting her easily to her feet, where she swayed a little. It was a very familiar touch so she gave a small sigh and rested her head against the broad chest.

"Um, tell me..." she asked the huge Ostrogoth with a small laugh, "did we have a good time?"