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"And we will do what, hide?"
"We will make an advantage out of this abbess, the hostages are dead men breathing. You cannot save them what we must do now is save the lives of your nuns and my men." Rúna watched Uhtred as he explained.
"And Aethelflæd." Osferth said.
"Abbess?"
"Aye." The Abbess said.
"I will do it." A woman says.
"No, no this is my house. It's my responsibility, I will do it." Abbess says and walks outside.
"It is Hæsten, with no more than forty men, that I can see." Uhtred informed them and Rúna groaned in annoyance.
She hated Hæsten with a passion.
"Then let us fight them." Finan said.
"No, wait." Uhtred ordered as Aethelflæd gasped at whatever she witnessed outside.
"Lord, now?"
"We do nothing yet." Uhtred demands. Finan and Sihtric share a look, Sihtric fidgets with his sword ready for a fight. Sihtric leaned his chest against her shoulder to soothe his growing restlessness, and she noticed Uhtred kept sending her worried looks.
"What?" Uhtred frowned and became hesitant.
"She's here with him, sister. And Trig." Rúna snarled and only relaxed when she grabbed Sihtric's wrist when he nudged her slightly. They shared a silent conversation and he nodded when she wore a vicious smile, Mary would not survive and he would make sure she had her revenge.
They wait for Hæsten to open the door before attacking. Uhtred attempts to go after Hæsten while Sihtric corners Trig to allow Rúna an opening for Mary. Rúna slashed down any man she came across until she grabbed Mary, she tossed the woman in the opposite direction of the fight as she sheathed her sword.
"Do not do this, please. You do not understand, Lady Rúna." She begs but Rúna doesn't care for her explanation and instead punches her successfully breaking the woman's nose. The girl fell backward with a shout of pain, Rúna straddled the girl and beat her to death.
In every sense of the word. Blood soaked her clothes and flooded the rock tiles underneath them, she just knew her blonde hair would be stained for a few days.
Hæsten and his remaining men ran and just as he realized his woman was still inside Rúna tossed his dead fiancés body to him with a bloody smirk. Sihtric pulled her back into the nunnery with an arm around her waist as Finan shut the door.
"We are trapped."
"We're alive and they are twelve or thirteen men less." Uhtred stated and looked at his sister in concern. Sihtric lifted her head with his finger under her chin as he looked into her eyes searching for any sign of her not being okay, she raised her hand onto his wrist and squeezed it gently.
