7 [Three Little Word's]

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[A/N: Slight Mature Contact in chapter]




We rode a few miles away from the settlement, the moon was now high in the sky for us letting it shine our way to this city we needed to go to; I still didn't know why Sigurd wanted me with him since I could have stayed and worked around the settlement while him and Eivor went to the city. But he was the Jarl now I wasn't going to question it at all.

We came to an old ruin looking area to set up camp for the night before setting out in the morning. Sigurd laid out some blankets for us to sleep on for the night as I started the fire with some sticks I found around the place.

"This place must have been a temple of some kind" I said as I glanced around looking at the old stones laid around the place.

"I think your right" Sigurd said as he sat by the fire that was crackling to life now.

It was a comfortable silence between us as we warmed up by the fire together enjoying this time together, it was nice being like this it almost made me feel normal in some way.

"Can I ask you something?" Sigurd spoke breaking the silence between us.

"What is it?" I asked wondering what he wished to speak about.

"I was wondering why you didn't set up in your new room?" Sigurd asked me as he glanced at me.

"It was kind of you to give me it but, I'm fine setting up where I am" I said to him with a small smile on my face.

"You mean being away from the clan? Arnora you belong with us, you don't need to feel like a stranger to us" Sigurd said to me knowing exactly how I was feeling which made me wonder how he knew.

"Sigurd, look at me.....I may be a warrior, but no matter where I go I know I won't belong anywhere; I felt like this when I was brought into the Crow clan....when I learned of you and Eivor being alive I thought I finally found my place if I went back....but...." I spoke softly as o looked at him explaining as best as I could but sighed as I looked down at the fire in front of us when I paused myself.

"But what?" Sigurd asked me wondering why I stopped.

I sighed again as I looked into the fire's warm light letting it reflect in my one good eye as I stared at it for a moment before answering.

"When I first went there and seeing you both there alive and well, I felt like a stranger a ghost from a past that should have been forgotten....I still feel that way no matter how much I try to help the clan or help you and Eivor, I still feel like whatever kind of warrior I would have turned into within the clan is long gone and now only this remain.....a shell of someone who held foolish dreams as a child" I explained deeper letting my heart guide me to tell him how I was feeling, I stood up as I continued letting him watch me as I spoke to him walking back and forth.

"We all know our fates cannot be changed no matter how hard we try, but I know that you belong with us; from Midgard to Valhalla you will always belong with us, with your brother and....with me" Sigurd told me as he stood up from where he sat as he stood by me letting his word soften when he spoke of himself.

My heart fluttered by his words loving how he will always be by my side no matter what like I would do for him, I looked up at him looking into his eyes as he looked into mine seeing something in his eyes that I never noticed before. It looked like love actual love in his eyes, he may have called Randvi wife but I never saw him look at her like he does with me; even though my heart was beating fast in my chest I still couldn't understand why he would love someone like me.

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