He'd settled for the basics, the base of his needs. The crone's lips pursed for only a moment as she wanted to understand, to know, to find the truth behind it all. He wanted to rest. She took another deep breath and gave him yet another kiss.
"You will feed, then you will rest." She lifted her wrist to his lips. She curled up at the Viking king's side, and kissed near his ear. A soft nip at his earlobe. "Feed now, Viking. Then rest."
She wasn't sure what it would do, but she was concerned that he might fall into a sleep that not even the City could wake him from. "Feed."