《VIKING PRINCESS》Chapter Eleven
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Here she stood now outside of the seamstress. "What can i do for you, Grace." The last asked as she hurried over. "If you could make a dress for me out of my mothers favorite fabric, that would be nice." She told the lady as the lady hurried to the fabric.
"I will be right on it." The lady said nodding towards Grace with a handful of fabric. Grace smiled and left the lady to her work. She continued her walk to everyone until it was almost sunset.
Everyone gathered into the throne room. She was in a corner alone as she normal stayed with her mother or Hvitserk. Soon Ivar came in and went to seat by her with his head leaned in front of him. "Thank you, Ivar."
"Anything." He said after glancing at her. Soon the doors started to close and she now stood next to Ubbe. Her, Ivar and Ubbe made their way towards Lagertha. Lagertha took her sword as Ubbe moved his axe up.
She moved to the side as people came in. "If you kill her, my brothers. You'll have to kill me too." "Maybe we should." "Shut up." Ubbe said to Ivar then looking to Bjorn. "She killed our mother." "I know. You want revenge. So would I. But more importantly, we have to avenge our father. That is why I came back. And that is what we are going to do."
Lagertha dropped her sword and Ubbe put away his axe. Ubbe then walked out with Ivar as Grace ran to catch up. They made their way back to their plan room.
"I'm not saying we shouldn't do it." Sigurd said but soon was stopped by the door. "Hvitserk!" She yelled as she quickly got up and ran to him. She almost knocked him down and held him tightly.
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They stayed that way for at least a minute before she let go so her brothers could hug him. "Welcome home Brother." "I heard you freed Margrethe. You want to marry her. I'm glad." She decided to leave due to the nature of what they were talking about.
"I shall see you later, Hvitserk." She told him with a big smile and walked out. As she walked she ran into Halfdan.
"Hello, Princess." He told her as she smiled. "Hello. Would you like to go to the forest?" She asked him as he just looked at her with confusion. "I was just heading there." She told him as she walked past him.
As she entered the woods she heard steps behind her. "Decide to join." She told him as she turned and saw him as he nodded. "What do you do in the forest?" He asked her as he stood next to her.
"I just pick flowers and watch the water." She told him as stopped to pick a flower. "Your not like your brothers are you?" He asked as she rolled her eyes "what is that supposed to mean, halfdan."
"Your not on the battlefield. You even pick flowers." He said as he looked at the flower she had. She handed it to him and said "I can fight. I just don't want to get myself killed. I would rather spend my time with my mother, or did."
He looked at her as she frowned and patted her her shoulder awkwardly. She laughed as he pulled away. "You don't know how to act." She told him as she walked back out the woods.
She left him standing their with a flower in hand. He felt a smile creep onto his face. She walked until she found Hvitserk. "Dear sister, how have you been?" He asked as he put a hand on her shoulder.
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"I missed you, Brother. I was scared, when mother got killed. I thought I was going to die." She told him and as he heard the words he pulled her in for a hug. He held her tightly as he said "sister, I would never let anyone lay a hand to you. I will die before you as well as for you."
She smiled into his shoulder and pulled away "let's get you to bed." He said smiling and dragging her to her room. "Remember, i am here now and if you need anything run to me or Ubbe." She smiled and nodded.
She closed the door and heard him leave. She sat on her bed and started to cry because she knew her mother and father were gone. She laid her head on the pillow and cried herself to sleep.
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