Nora woke up in the house, she was surrounded by other people drinking and talking like normal people. She was surprised they had so much food with a fireplace in the middle of the house, providing them warmth in this terrible weather.
Nora was surprised she was alive, but glad nonetheless because she had no intentions of dying.
"Nora!" A voice called. It was the dreaded voice of Kolbeinn, he was in the corner with two ladies by his side. He had an intimidating aura around him but she could not defy him in his home because she had managed to find the audience she was seeking and it only took killing the people she was with and a few hours in the snow to get it.
Her body was sore everywhere, and she could not do anything about the overwhelming pain either but Kolbeinn had called her, she dared not defy him.
She walked towards him, everyone looking at her, she was clothed in fur and every step she took sent a jolting pain throughout her body.