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   ”Yeah,” the child giggled, hands finishing up the drawing, “like how some of the hounds are sneezing sometimes!” It was a rare thing, but Anna had sometimes caught the beginnings and ends of her Papa’s hunts, and she always marveled at all the dogs that when with the nobles then. 

   One day, she wanted to go with her Papa too, so she could play with the hounds. That’s what they did, right?

   "Yes, a bit like that,“ Idun replied, the smile not faltering, even as a sense of disapproval settled in her. Young girls shouldn’t even know of the hounds used for their father’s hunts in her opinion. She only hoped that Anna didn’t know the actual purpose of the dogs. Hunting for food was one thing. Hunting for sport what quite another, and she’d say it was her husband’s worst habit–if not for the tobacco.

   "All done?” she asked, waiting for Anna to climb back up and show her the new additions.