Grace had woken to a voice above her face. "Get up!" Followed by a thud she opened her eyes quick. She looked to see her brother Ubbe massaging his head while Lagertha stood behind him.

"Sorry about him." Lagertha said as Ubbe rolled his eyes and Grace sat up. "I'm used to it. All of them do that to me." Lagertha shakes her head and sits on the bed. She took Graces hands in hers with a soft smile.

"Shall you get dressed and have some breakfast." She tells Grace as she nods and removes her hands. They leave her with her thoughts and to get dressed.

She thinks if she should have stayed with Hvitserk or left with Ubbe. She certainly missed her brothers but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was wrong.

She brushed through her hair and sat up. She missed her mother more in the morning. Due to the facts she would always do her hair in difficult designs.

She wore a dress of her mother's favorite color and opened the door. She found Ubbe leaned on the wall with his eyes closed. He turned to her as he heard the door open.

"I know that you think you were wrong for coming with me. But dear sister know I will protect you better than they can. We shall stick together." She smiles as he pulls her in for a hug.

She finally felt safe, well she had felt safe with Hvitserk, and most times with Ivar. But she felt most safe with her older brother.

He taught her to fight and fend for herself. He protected her in war and never left her side when she was ill. She couldn't hope for anything by more than to be with him.

He held his arm around her shoulders as they walked to the table. She sat across from Lagertha at a round table and next to Ubbe. "Ubbe told me this was your favorite."

She looked down and smiled to see a bowl of porridge. "My mother would always make this when I felt sick." She said quickly but soon shut her mother looking up at Lagertha.

"It's okay to talk about your mother. I am in no way replacing her for you. But I know she met a lot to you as your brothers." Grace gave her admiring smile and dig into her food.

She missed the soft smile that graced Lagerthas face as she watched the girl. Lagertha just wanted Grace to feel welcome and at home. She may have not seen eye to eye about Aslaug but she knew Grace cared a lot for her.