'Plus, this amulet doesn't match my marital ring in the slightest bit!' Frostella thought, cheeks puffed. 'For his sake, I hope it's not something given by a girl! Then again, there was that odd feminine scent lingering around his body after I woke up from my coma… Romulus… Just what did you do while I was asleep…?' Her eyes darkened and morphed into the crazies as she rubbed her breasts against his head, but she did so angrily!
'Hmm?'
Romulus was still trying to figure out what to do with the old Norse-like guy and his troublesome daughter when he felt a sense of hostility spike at him from atop his head. 'Has she figured out something…? Maybe about the Tears of Yggdrasil…? That is unlikely, but there is also the Amulet… Yet, knowing her, it's most probably more about a woman… Haiz….'