"Ninati, hmm? It's a gentle name, like you yourself, my Thrall," Hylinn mused aloud as he jerked his head, indicating that she should follow. It certainly wasn't anything a Stormborn whould choose to name their offspring. But she'd figure that out soon enough.

"I am Hylinn," he told her. Sure, he could insist on being called "Master," but there was only so far he chose to beat her down today. He'd already proven his superiority and finally won himself a Thrall. And just because he could torture her - and she knew that he could - didn't mean he should on a daily basis. It was enough that she knew what sort of punishment could await her.

All in all, it had been a very good Viking.