Imagine being Rollo and and Gisla's daughter and wanting to become a warrior...
"But father why won't you teach me, you always said I had an energetic spirit."
Rollo turned around to grab his daughters shoulders.
"Because battle is not a game, and your mother forbade me."
"But you practice with your axe in private. I saw you." Rollo sighed.
"fine, I will teach you, but a word to your mother and there will be no pie for a week."