The wedding had been on his mind non stop, among other things. The happiness that Dalmatia had brought him was priceless, giving him a sense of belonging and fulfillment that he had never experienced before. Even with the state of the world going cold and almost dark, N​ó​ttin still couldn't find it in himself to be a dark cloud looming in the distance.

What did cloud his judgment and happiness however, was the state of his friendship with Freya. After seeing her kids with her, and what happened with her last son, the young Pillar began to question every single decision he had made up till that point. It had gotten him in a state of disarray that had tried hard to put his happiness on hold.

So when the scent of Vidarr came to his nose, a sense of relief came over him. Maybe his elder would know the proper course of action, the way to fix all that he had done. Maybe even take a certain special request. Vidarr, it is so good to see you.

N​ó​ttin greeted as he came out of the den, trying to muster a smile across his face despite how he was feeling. Maybe he could be convincing enough to get by this conversation. If not, the cat was out of the bag and a problem needed to be addressed.