He was trying to make sense of what Freja was telling him, but for whatever reason, he was having quite a bit of trouble processing it. The idea that a woman would like Synnove over him wasn't something he'd ever considered. Had he had a brother then he'd have understood something like that, but he only had sisters. Three of them. Very pretty sisters, yes, but that was the sort of thing men looked at. Unless they were men like those in the tavern he and Khala had been in - oh. Rune's entire body seemed to deflate until he was forced to lay back on the bed with a groan, staring up at the ceiling. If men could buy him drinks, tell him his rear looked good in those pants and make propositions very like ones he'd made to women, then could women not be the same?
Rune didn't even think he could blame them if that were the case. Women were lovely and if he'd been born one he'd likely have been the same way. "But surely," Rune said weakly, those eyes still seeming to hang in front of him. To say nothing even about the rest of her. "Even they marry and have children." Having children required a very certain act. The Lord Ridell - whose name Rune did not know - surely wasn't going to let his sister continue to do whatever she wished. That wasn't beneficial to the family and the head of the family did what was beneficial. Would I force Freja to marry? That was besides the point, Freja was different. "Imagine how beautiful our children would be."