A Saint To A Sinner

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Y/N woke up with a smile on her face as she looked down at Finan on the floor and Sihtric beside her. Snoring away as they slept. Y/N crept over Finan to get changed before going downstairs. Dressing herself in  her dark green dress.
"Hild?!" Y/N almost jumped when she saw her a figure down the stairs. Her arms wrapped around her older sister. Squeezing her tightly. Y/N pulled her sister back to look at her.
"Are you well?" Hild placed her hands over the top of hers, squeezing it. Hild brushed the strands from her, untangling her hair.
"I am well. Though, Y/N, you have changed." Hild fiddled with Shitrics necklace that lay flat on her chest before she looked down towards her stomach. "God has-"
"Shhh." Y/N pointed to the stairs, not  wishing for her husbands to wake up. "They are asleep, and they really need there rest." Hild nodded quickly. Her smile brightened as she placed her hands on her stomach.
"God has blessed you." Hild looked at her idly and then whispered. "The God's have blessed you. Sit. Sit."

Hild fussed over her like she did when they were younger. Making sure she was comfortable in her chair as she handed her a cup of water.
"How is the pregnancy?"
"Tiring. Emotional. Exhausting. Honestly, Hild, some days are good, and some days are bad." Hild could only imagine what it has been like. She had seen Gisela pregnant three times, and each where different.
"And you would not believe Hild, I miss picking up a sword."
"Good Heavens." Hild shook her head with laughter. Y/N really did miss picking up a sword. She missed training with Sihtric.
"Abbess." Finan called as he came down the stairs, greeting Y/N with a kiss on her forehead before planting a kiss on her stomach.
"And why is my sister a Pagan?" Hild asked, watching Finan turn back around to head back up the stairs. "Sihtric. The Abbess is going to kill yu, prepare yurself."

Finan pulled up a chair, helping himself to some bread.
"And have you been looking after my sister?" Hild questioned Finan.
"I have Abbess, don't yu worry. She is safe with me." Finan said, kissing her head as he got up to look for some food. Hild and Y/N watched in amusement as Finan looked around for some food.
"Will you sit." Hild scolded, pushing Finan back down. "I will cook for you." Finan chuckled as he moved out the way to sit back down. Y/N sighed, feeling her body start to sweat. She could feel a wave of sickness come along. Finan jumped up to pull her hair back, shouting for Sihtric to grab a cold cloth for her.
"What happened?" Sihtric rushed down the stairs, grabbing a cloth, while Hild watched in amusement at the two of them.
"Do not worry." Y/N said as she wiped her mouth, feeling embarrassed.
"I'll clean it up. Yu just sit right there." Finan said as he cleaned the floor.

Sihtric gave her another cup of water before kissing her head.
"Why is my sister a Pagan?" Hild asked as she placed a bowl of food in front of Y/N. Y/N sighed at the food, not sure whether she could stomach it straight away.
"Why are you not a Pagan!" Sihtric retorted with a smirk as he watched his wife eat.
"Sihtric has balls." Finan laughed like, watching Hild frown at him. It was unlike Sihtric to answer Hild back.
"You should be careful." Hild threatened as she dished up their food.
"I'm more afraid of my wife than you, Hild." Y/N rolled her eyes in humour at Sihtrics words, ignoring Finans chuckles. Y/N looked back at Sihtric, noticing a faint mark on his neck from the blade. Her hands reached to his neck, tapping at it, feeling the scap of the flesh.

"Finan, Sihtric, Y/N, Hild." Uhtred greeted, making Y/N drop her hand.
"You see this, Uhtred." Y/N pointed. "Your neck will look like that."
"Oh I do not doubt it, but do not hurt yourself when you do, I'd hate for you to be injured." Uhtred smirked, patting her back gently as he sat at the table. Y/N glared at him ss she played with the knife in her fingers. "You know something, Uhtred." Y/N said as she pointed the knife at him. "You might be a very pretty man, but if I find you making either of my husbands lie to my face again. You will become as ugly as Æthlewold." Uhtred looked at her with a playful smirk, nodding his head at words, before looking at his men, "careful with this one."

Finan and Sihtric gave each other a smirk. Deep down, they knew she was angry and she had every right to be.
"You spoke to Alfred?" Finan changed the subject as he wondered why Uhtred was walking the streets.
"Alfred has made me a free man."
"At what cost?" Finan interrupted Uhtred. Beocca sat up as he looked at Uhtreds men, "that Uhtred serves the crown." Y/N sighed. She knew that meant they were to reside in Winchester, and Y/N really hated Winchester. Sihtric squeezed her leg in reassurance. He knew her thoughts, but now wasn't the time to bring it up.
"It may be months before Edward is King. By that time, the Danes will he marching." Finan said, which meant they may not be pardoned for a while.

Y/N looked up to see the door go and smiled at Thyra, who did not respond. She watched her for a while, noticing her tense body, and decided to approach, but her legs could not swing over the bench.
"Move." Y/N whispered to Sihtric so she could unwomanly manoeuvre herself off the bench to go to Thyra.
"Thyra?" Y/N whispered as she wrapped her arms around the woman, letting her cry in her shoulder. "Thyra? It is Tidman, is it not?" Y/N sighed as she looked at Finan and Sihtric, who sat up. A concerned look on their faces.
"Thyra? Why the tears?" Father Beocca called as he embraced her. "Y/N. Tell me?" Y/N scratched her eyebrow as she looked at Beocca, "it is the same person. He keeps doing it." Finan and Sihtric slowly stood up.
"Y/N, who is it? Who keeps tormenting you both?" Uhtred begged, approaching cautiously.
"I do not know, they call him Tidman."

Father Beocca was straight out the door once he had a name.
"Yu stay inside." Finan said as he followed, but Y/N did not listen. It was the first time she had seen Beoccas's temper, and she was overtly curious.
"Maybe you should let me speak to this man." Uhtred assured.
"I am quite capable. She is my wife, and Y/N is under my protection." Finan and Sihtric looked at each other with an amused expression.
"You have a temper, Beocca?" Uhtred warned.
"I do, and it is up!" Beocca stormed over to the Alehouse, shouting for Tidman. Y/N watched Beocca storm over to the group of men before he looked back at confirmation from Y/N before he accused. Finan and Sihtric glared at the man in front of them.
"Father Beocca, good morning, and Uhtred, free man of Wessex." Æthelwold greeted.
"What a suprise." Finan whispered as he looked at Sihtric, who crossed his arms.
"I'm looking for a man named Tidman. Does this coward belong to you?" Tidman got up and confronted  Beocca, asking him what he wanted. Y/N stood there with her arms crossed and a grin spread across her face at Beoccas threat.
"I called your woman a Dane and her friend a whore is that not what they are?" Y/N grabbed Sihtrics and Finan by the wrists giggling, whispering, "Beocca can handle it."
"Have you not understood me. You do not appear to be the cleverest of men." Beocca stepped forward, glaring at him.
"Are you talking as a man or a priest?" Tidman taunted, causing Beocca to smack his head against Tidmans.

"Oh shit!" Y/N gasped, watching Beocca punch him in the face.
"Does that answer your question?! I do not hide beneath these robes!" Sihtrics ran towards Beocca holding him back while Y/N stiffled her laugh.
"She is a woman. A gentle woman. And I am warning you once." Beocca spat as Sihtric and Uhtred dragged him back, trying to calm him down.
"I am calm. I am calm now." Beocca said as he patted Sihtric and Uhtreds arms before nodding at Finan. The two men let Beocca go when they believed he was calm, but he wasn't. Beocca ran straight in between them to hit him again, causing them all to scramble over.
"And that is for the woman you slander! If she wasn't so pregnant, she would tear your ugly eyes out from your skull." Y/Ns mouth hung open in shock at Beoccas words as Sihtric approached her with a smirk.
"I am not that cruel?" Sihtric laughed at her comment as he stood next to her.
"It might be true though. Yu are a scary woman when yur pissed." Finan said with a laugh as he nudged Sihtric. Y/N huffed at them as she followed Beocca back to his home.