### Chapter 3: Rescue

Iduna clung to her liferaft, her eyes fixed on the horizon as the sun rose over the calm waters. The storm had passed, leaving behind a serene silence that seemed almost surreal. She was alone, adrift, and heartbroken, her thoughts consumed by the loss of Agnarr. The memories of their life together, their laughter, and their love seemed like a distant dream now. As the day wore on, Iduna's gaze began to wander, scanning the sea for any sign of rescue. She knew it was only a matter of time before someone spotted her, but the waiting was agonizing. Her body ached from the cold and the damp, her clothes clinging to her like a shroud. She shivered, her teeth chattering as she wrapped her arms around her knees. Just as she was starting to lose hope, Iduna spotted a speck on the horizon. She squinted, her eyes watering from the salt spray, and saw that it was a fishing boat. Her heart leapt with excitement as she waved her arms, shouting for help. The boat altered its course, heading straight for her. Iduna's emotions swirled as the boat drew closer. She felt a mix of relief, gratitude, and sadness, her body trembling with exhaustion. The fishermen, rugged men with weathered faces, pulled her aboard, their voices kind and reassuring. They wrapped her in a warm blanket, offering her hot tea and food. As Iduna sipped the tea, she felt a sense of numbness wash over her. She was safe, but at what cost? Agnarr was gone, and she was left to pick up the pieces of her shattered life. The fishermen, sensing her distress, treated her with kindness and compassion, their words of comfort a balm to her battered soul. One of the fishermen, an older man with a bushy beard, took Iduna's hand in his. "You're safe now, lass," he said, his voice gentle. "We'll get you back to land, and you'll be reunited with your family." Iduna nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. She knew that she had to be strong for Elsa and Anna, but the pain of her loss was overwhelming. The fishermen, sensing her distress, gave her space, allowing her to grieve in silence. As the boat chugged along, Iduna gazed out at the sea, her thoughts consumed by memories of Agnarr. She knew that she would never forget him, and that she would carry his memory with her always. The sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the waves, and Iduna felt a sense of peace wash over her. She was safe, and she would make it back to her daughters. But for now, she just let the waves rock her gently, her spirit broken, her heart shattered. The fishing boat continued on its journey, carrying Iduna towards a new chapter in her life, one that would be filled with grief, healing, and ultimately, hope. As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, Iduna closed her eyes, her body exhausted, her heart heavy with sorrow. She knew that she would face the future alone, but for now, she just let the waves carry her forward, one small step at a time.