"Aye, that he ist."
Svalin nodded in understanding. "Aye. Grandfather's words doth weigh heavily on all of our minds. As doth events of the battle."
Svalin paused. Talking to Asleif was always difficult, but Svalin would make an effort. They were sisters after all.
"I know that we oft do not get along and art opposites, but thou art mine sister and I wilt listen if thou wouldst like to talk."
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