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I’m not sure what she did, but they never allowed her back in the temple. It made her quite bitter. We were never close again after that. She removed herself from all of us.’
Definitely sounds like the widow type of person…
Edela looked down at her cup, not wanting to meet his eyes until she knew what she wanted to do. But she had to trust someone, for without Aleksander, what hope did she have of finding anything out?
Lord. Why is this even here? She clearly came there to confide in him so why all this extra.
‘Happy Vesta,’ Fyn smiled shyly, grateful to have company on a day which had made him feel lonelier than any other.
No reason his mother can’t come now that Morac is away.
‘There’s something cooking in my cauldron that we can all share.’ Jael raised her eyebrows at Biddy who looked worried, having heard the tale of the claw stew.
Especially since he said “something’s cooking”, like he doesn’t know what it is. 🤣🤣🤣
Jael could feel tears threatening her own eyes, but she blinked them away. ‘You’ve earned it, Fyn. You deserve to have a sword that isn’t made of wood!
Perfect timing too cuz she may have led the baddies to him.
Aleksander will be fine, and probably much happier with the boys. Gives him a chance to feel like a man again.’
The boys whose sister was killed because of his mother…
It was Aleksander, she realised, at last.
Huh? What was Aleksander?
‘You think you’re getting closer, Edela?’ the voice crowed darkly. ‘But you haven’t even scratched the surface of what this all means!’
Nope. Considering this is book one and her dumb ass isn’t bothering to ask the right questions of the right people or do ANYTHING, really, that would bring her any closer to any real answers.
Who will save them from me when you are gone?’
She can’t even save them while she’s there! That was stupid.
Sometimes it did seem as if everyone had an opinion on Ivaar, and as much as he knew that he couldn’t, and certainly wouldn’t abandon his decision, the worry he had over it was keeping him awake at night.
If you won’t change your decision, what’s the point of worrying? Quite stupid.
If this Marcus would tell her anything.
Why is it assumed that Marcus is who will see her? Neva didn’t say that it would be him that called her back.
Pushing his cup away, he decided it was time to leave. He wobbled to his feet, his head ringing loudly as his eyes moved in and out of focus.
So, men in her life have to be sodden drunks or something? She cures one, falling in love with him but then the other gets his affliction for being a drunk? What is this?
But she saw the state he was in and the looks from the men around the dark little tavern.
Why was she even there in the tavern?
Why was he asking questions he didn’t want answers to?
That’s what I want to know. He already said he wouldn’t change his mind.
Eirik’s frown was sharp. ‘Planned for them?’
Idiot. What did he think would happen?
Eirik nibbled his bottom lip. Eydis had said similar things, but in the heat of his anger at Eadmund, he hadn’t wanted to hear any of it.
Which was ridiculous considering her gift and those same visions are what drove you to act in the first place
He needed to see if she had any insight into what his son’s plans were.
Your daughter already told you!
She didn’t know him, but how was that possible? How had he risen to become the elderman without her even knowing him?
That’s what I’m trying to figure out… how does one become and Elder when they are as young as your children?
‘Thank you,’ Edela said, placing the cup on her knee with absolutely no intention of drinking it.
Smart.
Tig whinnied, banging his head into Jael’s, nudging her closer to Eadmund.
Even the horse in on it.
and the straw rustled under their feet, scratching Jael’s back as Eadmund laid her down and smiled.
He couldn’t even wait until they got in the house? Is all he wants her for is sex?
Aleksander wanted to ask her to move, to lie away from him. He didn’t know her. He didn’t want her to be so close, as if they were something more than what had just happened.
He could barely walk or tell her off but he could get it up and have sex?
He had good trading opportunities there.’ She’d told that lie so many times now that the words fell off her tongue without much effort.
But would the king of those lands believe Kalfa to be so prosperous?
‘I’ve chosen Ivaar to lead my people when I’m gone, to grow my kingdom, to keep my family safe.’ He stared into her eyes. ‘If I had another option, I would choose a different man, but I don’t. That is just the way it has to be. But if there is a chance that my decision will end up killing everyone I love, I would not make that choice. Do you understand?’
You sound stupid as hell.
Ayla blinked, an idea flickering inside the darkness of her mind. Eydis.
Yeah, like actually training her.
Hoping to kill her or enslave her? Turn her against everyone she loved?
So that was a possibility. Maybe that’s what happened to Fianna Lehr.
She shook her head in frustration, wishing that her dreams were being more helpful.
Why didn’t she try to see another elder to ask? Or even find out what suddenly happened to Neva after she looked just fine after their meeting…
‘Clothes? Well, none that I’ve worn in a long time. I suppose they’re shut away in my chest. In my cottage.’
He’s only had that one stinky outfit the entire course of this book that has never been washed even after vomiting, sleeping in mud and hay, fighting and sweating and all the other things that have transpired??? WT, Author!
When the contest is done, you can be our friend again, I promise,’ she smiled.
Lmao
Perhaps everything was finally starting to make sense, but what that meant for Aleksander, she didn’t know.
And what sense was that?
‘I’ve scrubbed them clean, and I’ll be getting your bath ready as soon as you’ve had this.’ She handed him a bowl.
Thank god!
How about you give her a carrot? That’s always a good way to impress a lady, I find.’
Nope. No innuendo there! 🤣🤣🤣
circling Jael as she stood by the fire,
Why is she standing by the fire while they are out in the cold waiting for her anyway?
‘Your little spy?’
Yeah, the one you should have killed or locked away and seem to constantly forget about as you ride to Fyn’s all the time.
‘But the contest is not a fight to the death,’ Jael insisted, ignoring Thorgils.
Who said it was during the contest?
‘Edela, I have nothing to say to you. Not about my mother, at least.’
Why is he treating her like it’s her fault?
‘Well, he ordered me to the temple the other day,’ she said quietly. ‘I had no choice but to go.’
Oh, you had a choice. You could have refused and left.
‘I’m looking forward to winning my prize of gold and fame and women.’
Lol
He huffed and puffed his way over to the bed, sitting down to remove his damp cloak and mucky boots.
So he sits his wet ass on the bed instead of removing the wet cloak first?
A leader who wants to change everything we’ve been and turn us into something we don’t wish to become.’
That part…
Come and apologise, he’d bellowed to his captive audience of drunken slavers. Come and lick my boots, he’d laughed. Come and do that or your mother will die. And Eirik hadn’t moved.
Wow
Eirik glanced at his son’s happy face. ‘I imagine you’re hoping Tarak will cause some damage?’
The fact the Ivaar came and befriended the meanest a-hole should tell you something there Eirik.
Ivaar came striding towards them. Thorgils cringed and farted.
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Thorgils grimaced, caught between wanting to make sure that Eadmund didn’t get into any trouble, and his urgent need to go outside for a quick shit.
🤣🤣🤣
And Jael was there again, in that place, remembering the smell of them, and the pain of it, and her mother’s screams disappearing into the night. Where had she gone? Why didn’t she stop them? Why didn’t she make it stop?
Oh my god… 10 years old!
‘And they were dead, but so was part of me. They took a part of me with them. And I can never get it back.’
Lord, I know the feeling. I can relate.
‘Just remember, don’t let him get you on your back.’
Ah! That’s why she’s always on top…
Eadmund peered at his father in no mood to discuss Jael and her endless desire to run away.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
he could see how focused she was. He couldn’t break into that and distract her.
Smart mature man…
‘Maybe it was just a woman pretending to be her? Or perhaps my grandmother was a girl who liked to make up stories?’
Right. And so then your own mother got the information to the location of the Fake Widow from her mother and passed it down to you, which means that you also saw a Fake Widow and all your visions were lies. Can’t have it both ways, dude.
