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"Yrsa, Yrsa, wake up." Sihtric was nudging the woman, waking his wife up quickly, before looking over the parapet. "Lord, it is Bloodhair! He has the hostages."
Yrsa opened her eyes blearily, before accepting Sihtric's hand as he pulled her up.
"What is going on?"
"Bloodhair has come for the witch." Yrsa huffed, staring down at the scene ahead of him. Bloodhair had appeared, holding onto women as he dragged them forward. Yrsa's eyes narrowed, staring at Sihtric, as Uhtred joined them.
He huffed, before rushing away again as Yrsa turned back around.
A hand on her back had her stepping to the side, as Alfred made an appearance, Edward on his heels. The younger prince turned to look at Yrsa, cocking an eyebrow, as she hummed.
"Uhtred Ragnarsson!"
"What depravity is this?"
"Men." Yrsa muttered beneath her breath, as Sihtric shook his head.
"Alfred of Wessex, you have my woman." Bloodhair stared at them. "Return her now or your people will die."
He slit the first woman's throat, and it was enough to make Yrsa's nose scrunch in distaste. The senseless killing of woman and children was something she despised above all else.
"If it your woman that you want, then let us negotiate!" Beocca called, as Yrsa tilted her head. "We don't wish to see the death of another innocent!"
"They will not." Yrsa shook her head.
"I've said all I will say." Bloodhair yelled, going along the row and slitting each woman's throat, as Yrsa reached for her bow that was not on her back.
"Lord Sigurd! Kill one more hostage and I will let every man see her nakedness and then I shall spill her guts. Just one more!" Uhtred was beneath them , bargaining with the witch by his side.
"Do it, Lord. I'll see you in the next life." Skade was grinning. "Kill them all. Attack!"
Yrsa huffed in annoyance as the woman continued to shout.
"We should take her tongue." Yrsa turned, as if to make her way down and to the witch, but Sihtric stopped her once more.
"What is your answer?" Uhtred shouted, as Yrsa continued to huff and glare. "I have a mind to kill her regardless, she tires me."
