Aelgifu looks at the men and sighs. Again with the hungry huscarls! Why is it that men never can take the time to wipe their feet and hang their shields decently on the shield rack?

However, it was obvious they had been working hard all day. Ridding the coasts of menacing pirates was thirsty work. She just hoped that no viking pirates would wander in while the huscarls were still so hungry and irritable. Aelgifu poured six piggins of freshly brewed and thirst-quenching ale. "Hold your horses guys!!! The pork and bread is coming right up!"

Three young wenches came running bearing two laden platters apiece and served the men. Aelgifu smiled. "I'll be back with horns of mead after you men have had a chance to relax a bit."