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Aslaug was in the middle of her labour, screaming out painfully holding onto Freya's hand tightly while a couple of servants attended to her as Aslaug continued to cry out in agony clutching her stomach with a high priestess stood nearby, chanting...

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Aslaug was in the middle of her labour, screaming out painfully holding onto Freya's hand tightly while a couple of servants attended to her as Aslaug continued to cry out in agony clutching her stomach with a high priestess stood nearby, chanting a prayer. Ragnar stood near the door with an concerned and worried look on his face as he watched his wife continue to cry out in agony.

Aslaug was placed on the ground going in and out of consciousness as Freya placed a cold cloth against her forehead as she whispered in her ear hoping that her words will bring her back to reality as she was much stronger than she would admit and wouldn't let child birth kill her, " Aslaug, listen to me. Don't give up, stay with me. You have to fight, this is your fate. Now gather you're strength all of it and come back to us. Come back and meet you're child"

"Princess Aslaug" Siggy called out as she walked to the other side of Aslaug holding her hand, " listen to me. You are in an open field. On one side of you is a deep pit filled with bones and ashes and hellish things on the other side is your house, your sons, the fjord and the sunlight is striking the snow high on the mountains. If you want to reach your house then you must push the baby out as Freya would. Let him rip you, but push... out. Choose life"

Aslaug eyes fluttered open causing Freya to sigh in relief, " Oh, thank God" Freya helped Aslaug sit up as she held onto her hand tightly as Aslaug continued fo push until the sound of a baby's cry was heard causing a small smile to appear on her lips as she shared a look with Ragnar, " it's alive, Aslaug. You did it. It's a boy" only for her eyes to widened she noticed that the baby's legs was deformed as the servant wrapped the baby up in a blanket before handing it to Aslaug who shared a look with Freya knowing that the prophecy she had made had come true.

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"We must prepare to go to Wessex. Obviously we must leave soon" King Horik muttered to Lagertha as they were stood on the beach with both of their children Bjorn and Erlendur. Lagertha had her hands clasped in front of her as she glanced at him before focusing her gaze back on the shore, " I have to return to my territories. I have to prepare my ships. It will take some time"

Horik rolled his eyes in annoyance with a frustrated look on his face and questioned, " how much time?" Bjorn who was standing behind his mother folded his arms across his chest and commented, " just enough time. No more, no less, King Horik" Freya rushed over to the group looking directly at Bjorn and told him, " Father, has a new child. It's a boy"

Bjorn slowly walked over to Freya grabbing her hand in his as Horik smiled and stated, " I must congratulate your father. It is never a bad day to have a son. The Gods cannot stop offering him their blessings." Freya shook her head watching Horik walk away before Erlendur glanced between Freya and Bjorn but his eyes lingered on the auburn haired girl, " I, too, am happy for Earl Ragnar"

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