A Saint To A Sinner

2.30

"When was the last time you properly ate?" Y/Ns eyes were shocked at how much Finan and Sihtric ate. The two had almost eaten their own plate.
"Not since yu left." Y/N shoved Finans head lightly as she cleared up their mess.
"I am being serious. We've been on the road too long, though Sihtric may have had a different experience." Y/N looked at Sihtric. He had lost a lot of weight since she last saw him. As if he was sick with a fever, but she knew the reason. Y/N placed her hand on Sihtrics shoulder, squeezing it gently. Sihtric looked at her with a smile, but it was a forced one.
"Sihtric. Go and rest upstairs for a while."
"No. I will not rest and leave my wife alone." Y/N laughed at Sihtric, kissing his head, "Alright. Let us go to the Alehouse and you can tell me all about Skade." Finan and Sihtric winced as they pulled on their cloaks. A name they always dreaded. A name that was nothing but poison.

Y/N sat beside Finan, opposite Sihtric in the Alehouse. A place she had not been in a while, probably before she was a banished warrior. Y/N watched in amusement as Sihtric and Finan continued to eat in front of her. Their appetite still had not changed.
"I told you, Fin, that I would be picking food out of your beard." Y/N shook the crumbs out of his beard disappointedly.
"Fine. I will let yu cut it, but not too short." Y/N looked at Sihtric, watching him devour his food ever so quietly.
"So where is the witch? Dead or alive?" Y/N grimaced when Sihtric told her that she was still alive. That she had poisoned Cnuts men with her promises and prophecies. That Skade had killed Bloodhair for Hæsten. To make him feel like a warrior, while she taunted Hæsten that Uhtred was near.
"So essentially she passed herself around like a whore but refused a man when they tried to do it?" Y/N frowned. She did not understand. Skade was originally with Bloodhair for years, so why did she choose Uhtred.
"That is what she does. She makes men feel like they are powerful, and then she destroys them." Sihtric said as he stared into space. Remembering what Skade had done when he was there.
"Well, she likes Uhtred now!" Finan stated. His eyes looked at Sihtrics. Both of them knew what she was doing. What she was like, but Y/N did not.
"And Uhtred likes her." Sihtric added, as he explained Skades intention to destroy Alfred. To make Uhtred become King of Wessex.

Never in Y/Ns life had she ever felt hatred towards anyone, except for Skade. The woman who toyed with men. Made Sihtric abandon her.
"...And you left Osferth there!" Y/N gasped, as she realised the poor Monk was stuck at Cookham.
"He is fine. He wanted to stay." Finan said, drinking his ale before looking at her. "I did hear the Baby Monk fancies yu."
"The poor Monk has never met a woman till he left the church. He's a harmless boy, Finan. Besides, it is a privilege." Y/N said, looking between her husbands who shook their head in amusement. Osferth was a kind boy and nearly a man. He had yet to understand the meaning of love.
"It is quite sweet, you know." Sihtric rolled his eyes at her words. His usual self returning.
"Is Hild still at Cookham, I have yet to see my sister?" Y/N asked. Her sister resided in Cookham as an Abbess, and she had yet to see her.
"She is well. She had scolded me and Finan when we returned with Skade." Sihtric explained.

She couldn't help but watch them as they spoke. Informing her of what she had missed, with such annoyance in their voice. At how Finan was getting fed up with the way Skade spoke to them, as if she was his queen. The way Sihtric nearly lost his temper at the guards in Cookham. They had both become so uneasy without her, and it was only then she realised how much of an effect she had on them.
"Yu alright, Y/N?" Finan placed his hand on her cheek, pulling her forehead towards his lips.
"Before I forget." Finan said as he pulled her cross our from underneath his tunic. She almost laughed, completely forgetting that she had given him her cross. Y/N took the cross in her hands. It felt foreign to her now, and she did not know why.
"They say." Y/N leaned forward, slightly whispering as she looked between Finan and Sihtric. "That I am a Pagan. That I have converted." Sihtric and Finan looked at each other, nodding at her answer. Sihtric grabbed the cross from her hand, throwing it across the room.
"Uh! What did you do that for?" Y/N stammered completely confused by his actions. Sihtric smiled as he walked around to her, pulling off his necklace from his neck.
"Now you are a Pagan." Sihtric pulled it down below her head, pulling her hair up. Allowing the necklace to fall down her neck.
"So are we leaving the cross?" Finan asked. A smirk on his face as Sihtrics held a smile.
"I think I am leaving the cross." Y/N looked at Sihtric one last time before holding Thors hammer. "I am leaving the cross."