Wolves Among Danes by Dolly Nightmare

Author:Dolly Nightmare [Nightmare, Dolly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781734860504
Published: 2020-04-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Jealousy

As I am about to give him my answer, he stops me and he says, “Ah, no wait. Forget it, lass.”

He sighs, and he stumbles away before falling back into the hay, “I’m drunk. I just want to go to sleep. I don’t want your answer; it’s probably going to be bad, anyway. Leif has cursed me with such.”

He turns on his side, rolling in the hay, and he grumbles waving me off, “Go back home with Noma. I don’t feel like walking you back tonight. I’m exhausted.”

I stroke the top of the kitten’s head, kneeling on the floor before sitting on my legs, and I ask him a question which has been on my mind these past years. “Why did you choose me as your wife?”

He is quiet, and I stare at his back, awaiting his response.

He replies after a while, “Because you are strong and different. You have a warrior hidden in you. It would be a shame to let that go to waste. I didn’t see it until you fought with me. No scared child would, though a special one might.”

He pauses before he says, “Saxons don’t allow their women much freedom to do such things. You wouldn’t have grown to your full potential. You would have sat and...just wasted. A pretty decor for men to leer at...”

“A pretty décor,” his words crude, but right. If I were In England, I wouldn’t be the woman I am now today. I would most likely be married off and have a child on the way, secretly hating my life.

“I see....” I set the kitten on the ground, and it immediately runs over to Frey wanting his attention. She probably has grown close to him over the time he spent with her on the boat.

“I’m tired too,” I confess, thinking about the day’s events. I should enjoy this moment of solitude with Frey.

Who knows what kind of reaction he would have if he figured out I killed someone from the village. It would probably be bad. Maybe...I don’t know.

Frey has killed before. I have witnessed him killing. His hands were covered in the young man’s blood, and nothing was said except he was dead.

No one questioned Frey drenched in the blood of one of their own. A silent acceptance of what they knew happened.

However, I suppose I could be a different case. I wasn’t born here, so I have no right to kill one of their own. I am not one of them, I have no wolf or cat hiding in me ready to bare claws and fangs if need be.

I then grow closer before laying in the not so comfortable hay, but I remain a couple of feet away from him. I stare at his back before I say, “Today has been long.”

I then let my eyes shut, feeling extremely tired all of a sudden.

Everything is quiet, and I can faintly hear a ruckus coming from the mead hall, and that is the last thing I hear before falling asleep.

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