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“I make a choice, each and every day,” he said, his smile gone now. “I think on what I have. On what is before me. You. Breca. And they make my heart swell and my head giddy. There is no room left for any dwelling on the past.”
“Why destroy something that someone cared enough to build?” Breca said.
She knew well enough that the braggarts like Guðvarr were not the real warriors. It was the ones who never threatened violence…
“I am… sorry,” Thorkel said, his voice little more than a sigh. His fingers twitched, reaching for her. And then he was gone.
WHAT
Grief swelled in her chest, melding with a forge-fire rage. Fear, anger, grief all spiralled and surged through her, merging into something new.
NAH IM PISSED
“I… fear him,” the lad begged, weeping.
“Fear me,” Orka snarled.
“Spert sorry. Spert tried,” the creature croaked.
NOOOO T_T
I would stay here with you and never leave you, my husband, if I could.
But dawn would not wait for her, and she had dark work to do.
RAAAHHH
“That’s mine,” Sighvat said, waving a protective hand over the food. “I’ll get yours now.” He stomped off again. “Sighvat doesn’t share food,” Agnar smiled.
Same
It is strange how quickly we become accustomed to better things.
Something shifted, deep inside Orka, her consciousness and clarity returning with a snap.
I. Love. Orka.
Her blood was thrumming, the imminence of violence calling to her, dancing in her veins.
“Death is our constant companion, a whisper in our ear, but when you see a friend fall…” He shook his head. “Nothing prepares us for it, even though we’ve waded through a river of the dead.”
Back along the path they had taken, a patchwork of woodland, streams glistening among them like silver wire.
Idk why I just love the way he wrote this.
“When we have the wealth of Oskutreð I will pay a warband a chest of silver to hunt down whoever it was who did this to you. I will make them pay.”
Periodt. Power to the woman.
“I am prepared to give up all I hold dear and important, all my fine principles, every great thing I have ever believed in, for my son.”
I would let the world drown in blood if it would mean my Bjarn was safe and back in my arms again.” She looked away.
