"I can feel it, " Gyda replies simply, her voice calmer than she feels. "I don't know how to explain it, Athelstan, I just..I don't think she is here anymore. I don't know where she is. Maybe she has returned home."
Her hands tremble a little and she fidgets just slightly, looking down to her lap. "Its okay, though. Mama is strong. She can handle anything." Not like her. She wonders if she will ever be as strong as her mother. "But we'll be alright here. I'll make sure of it." She doesn't know how exactly, but she will try.