A Saint To A Sinner

2.1 (M)

Over the years, things had started to change. Y/N's fighting skills had improved since the Battle at Beamfleot. She had even developed the nickname Y/N the Water Dancer. A nickname the Monk had given her after the battle, which she had grown into. Sihtric had even tested her plenty of times in the water, nearly resulting in him losing a few times in the water. Osferth had even joined their training routines every day, with Finan, who still refused to teach her properly. Finan's excuse was that he was afraid of his wife and should now be referred to as 'Y/N the Water Monster'. Even though Y/N grew in strength, she grew in looks too. Her dark blonde hair was cut off short and pinned back with random bits of metals due to Sihtric aiming for her hair, many times during their training. Sihtric had also shortened his hair, courtsey of Y/N who had sliced half of it, off during training, stating 'it was better off short anyway.' Where as Finan, decided he wanted to grow his beard out, much to Y/N's dismay, who really wanted to cut it off, but he wouldn't let her, avoiding it at each cost.

"Osferth. Do yu or do yu not know your left and rights." Finan shouted, completely blindfolded. It was Sihtrics' idea to train the two without their eyesight, but Osferth had yet to work out his left and rights. whereas Y/N managed to guide Sihtric with ease.
"To your left."
"Move back."
"Now!"
Sihtric trusted his wife's instructions with each step, while Finan kept walking into a trap.
"No. Finan, I meant left."
"Ahhhh. I meant the other way."
Y/N couldn't help but laugh at the way Osferth tried to distract her husband. She found it funny. Normally, Finan was the better fighter. He was good at dancing around his opponents, whereas Sihtric was heavy-handed, but he was light on his feet. Y/N thought it would be funny if she slid in front of Sihtric and push Finan to the floor before patting his bum with her sword.
"Sihtric yu weirdo." Y/N and Osferth walked backwards as Finan got up.
"It wasn't me." The two stayed quiet as if they weren't their.
"Finan to your left." Osferth shouted, causing Y/N to go for his bum again.
"Sihtric! What is with yu?" Sihtric lifted up his blindfold, looking at his wife, who bore an innocent expression, before hitting Finan on the bum.
"That one was me." Finan ripped the mask off. A sour expression formed his face at the unfair treatment.
"What's wrong." Y/N said, gently patting his bum after Sihtric hit it rather hard.
"Yu Baby Monk, need to learn yur left and rights."

Y/N took the blindfold from Sihtric, feeling rather cocky, as she looked at Osferth. Y/N flicked the sword in her wrist, testing its strength before holding a fighting position.
"Right. Then left." Sihtric said, she copied what he said, ignoring Finans voice.
"Use your head." Sihtric said, and she hit her head harder than expected against Osferths.
"Shit." She muttered. Her hand went to her head.
"Lady. I'm sorry." Osferth stopped, not wanting to continue.
"Do not yield." Sihtric said.
"What do you mean. My head, Sihtric." The woman cried out, "how hard is your head, Osferth. That really hurt." Y/N walked backwards, still facing Osferth in case he struck.
"Finan!" Y/N cried our, knowing Finan would give into her.
"Sihtric, that's enough." Finan pulled the blindfold off, inspecting her head.
"It will bruise." Sihtric rolled his eyes at Finans words, muttering, "and this is why she would have failed with your methods."
"Let me smack my head against yours." Y/N spat walking towards Sihtric before backing away. "Maybe not. I know how hard your head is." Finan laughed, causing the woman to huff, walking away with her hand on her head.
"Y/N!" The two men called after their embarrassed wife.
"Let me sulk in PEACE." Y/N walked off with a huff, heading inside the walls of Winchester.

Y/N walked through Winchester in sight of her sister but only found the Lady Gisela.
"Have you seen Hild, Lady?" Gisela shook her head.
"I hear she spends her days in the Monastery, preparing to become an Abbess." Y/N nodded, feeling proud of her sister.
"Gisela. You know you shouldn't be wandering around too much in your condition." Y/N said, smiling at Stiorra and Young Uhtred.
"When will you have a child?" Stiorra looked at Y/N, who was rather flustered.
"Yes. When will you." Gisela said, smirking at the woman. She had watched Y/N interact with Stiorra and Young Uhtred over the years.
Y/N smiled, watching her husband walk through Thyra's home.
"I don't know Gisela. Ask them why there is always an issue in the bedroom?"
"What?!" Sihtric asked, crossing his arms, a frown formed on Finans face.
"I have yu know woman-" Y/N interrupted him, taking Stiorra outside. "Know what. Gisela. Do you ever hear me?"
"I do not. A shame, isn't it." Gisela stated.