She was never been so close to Bjorn before. They have never just laid together, but it was sad it took a situation like the one they were in to cause them to grow closer. They lay together injured, talking about their problems, and being sad. There was nothing else to do in a situation like this, but to comfort each other. Bjorn accepts the fact that she would be going to the Lagoon with him. Despite her injuries, she was determined to set things right. Just as she had done with Nyimara, she would win this next time around.

His next words were powerful to her ears. She liked the sound of his foreign tongue speak her name and speak her position in this herd. She was proud to be his drottningin mín even if she would have never imagined being one in the past. Growing up she would have just been happy to feel love. Ysabel embraced Bjorn's touch. The feel of his hot breath, his skin, she never wanted him to let her go. He claims, amongst the stars, that they would have their revenge. They would.

A small smirk crosses her lips as she watches the bright twinkle of a certain star in the sky. Their love was shinning tonight just like that star. He asks what bad she knew of Osiris and she assumes Elvira never told him. She would have told him sooner herself, but then things happened. "Elvira told me she had a son before she came to the islands, but her father chased him away once he was two. That, and she said he wasn't very kind." She was tired of talking ill of the dead. She was tired of talking about their troubles altogether.

"I know the timing is bad, but if you have the strength I would like to declare our love underneath the stars." She stands, favoring her bad leg, and turning her light blue gaze to Bjorn. "I would hate to walk into the Lagoon in heat."