Erik couldn't help thinking that King Robert would like this lass, who was fighting a struggle not like his own.

"Ach, lass. If only I could find m'way back there and take ye t'see it. There's nothin quite like it. The sound, the scent, lyin on deck with nothin but the stars and the soft swell of the waves rockin ye t'sleep. I never feel quite right unless I've got the sea on th'air. But as we're fightin a war, there are times I'm called t'be away. Thankfully, there's enough mess close t'the shorelines t'keep me near it."