Vilde and the Sword of Ice Part 3

This is post #3 of 3 in the series “Vilde and the Sword of Ice”

This is the third part of my three part swords and sorcery story. The first of what I hope will be a series of stories. I’m releasing it early to anyone who has subscribed to my free newsletter. You can find a subscription form at the bottom of this post.

Part 3

Captain Tukka let his sword dangle at his side while he waited for Vilde’s response. She already knew from his actions earlier that he had no concern about killing her or anyone else who got between him and the treasure, but how was he in a one on one fight?

Vilde stretched out a hand and grasped the Sword of Ice. The metal hilt was cold in her bare hand but not enough to make her let go. She raised it, marvelling again at how light and balanced the blade felt. The sword was bigger than she was used to and normally that would have been a problem, but not with this weapon.

“Have it your way girl.” Tukka grinned, taking some sort of pleasure in the opportunity to attack her. He ran towards her and she waited patiently, her body falling into a familiar stance. The look of surprise on Tukka’s face as she easily parried his first swing made her laugh out loud. Angered he struck again, a wild blow that she barely had to deflect.

It had been months since Vilde had been able to practice with a sword, the ship was too small a space to do that sort of thing in private, but her limbs knew what to do. She was also tired and hungry. Tukka meanwhile, once his initial careless anger had subsided, proved to be a capable swordsman. Not good enough to hurt her, but too good to easily defeat.

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