"They're a bit bruised and battered, but they'll walk it off, I believe", Bram said to Bóthilda. "And Tørmun, wasn't it? It's been a while since you've visited Serpentstone."

Bram helped his friends get up. Gorlund groaned as he rose up. but stayed otherwise silent. "I am too old for this shit", complained Harlan the Younger. Aubry rose up and facing Bóthilda, said to her "Thank you again, young lady, for your assistance. Your axe strikes true."

"She can handle an axe, it seems. How about giving a chance at Jormundgard?", Gorlund asked. "The Earl still needs a few recruits, and she's good as any."

"Works for me", Harlan said. "After all, she wouldn't be the first."

Bram thought about, and found himself agreeing with his friends. "It seems you're a wanted woman, Bóthilda. Would you like to come to the castle in the morrow, to serve in the earl's guard?"