The Norse Of the North

A Game of Strategy and Love

The queen gets out of the palace looking around as she sees two small figures moving and attacking each other with great range. She approaches silently while trying to pass by unnoticed. Arne and the stranger are play-fighting and cursing each other. Arne tries to match her speed unsuccessfully as she is mucking him while he falls. The queen is surprised how a woman would want to fight Arne let alone to win him.

Arne tries to change tactic he made himself look like a fool for enough time he keeps shifting closer to her with his fists aggressively. His dark hair kept floating with the wind. She was walking around him punching his belly and blocking his elbows when he tried to attack back. Arne's hair was sweaty and oily making his black color get darker as his eyes were glowing revenge. He is not used to lose especially from a woman. His face wrinkles keep giving strange texture to his tattoo as the ink fades away by the sun rays. He removes his earrings and throws them on the grass as he prepares to launch his power on her.

"Do you ever stop fighting? Enough is enough I thought you both worked it out and to even think Harald thinks you would fit in a marriage." The queen rolls her eyes

"Excuse me what? First of all who told Harald I want to get married in the first place and secondly even If I did who told him I would want to marry Arne he is nothing more than a jack ass"

"Oh the love you have towards me it's everything. But we agree on one think I am not marrying her"

"You act like 5 year-old kids. You are both loyal excellent fighters and gain happiness from the simple things. Since she stepped here she has spent most of her time with you and you had to spend time with a woman since you were 17 and that was even your mother. You may act disgusted but fate will bring you together mark my words"

"I want to puck already" the stranger said

Arne replied in a common way saying "Yuck"

"Yea whatever now pretend to play the loving couple because we are going to Halfdan's kingdom and we all know how his family loves to connect with kingdoms through marriages I bet you don't want up married when we arrive there."

"So if I want to save my corpse from a man I need to pretend to be married to him" she points her finger at him in disbelief

"Oh yes and try to replace the "him" with something more suitable as if "love" "husband" etc."

"Oh god as time goes things get worse, please tell me I at least do not have to be smooching with him?"

"Well that's optional but it will make it more real, I'll leave it up to you"

"Estrid I swear to god I"

She left them smiling as she was walking at the main hall direction

"Come on stranger you have to get dressed for your man"

"Oh no you didn't say that..."

The stranger followed her at her chambers as she was surprised by the materials of the decorations and the room structure. She saw a place that had a table that was meant to serve as a vanity. In the vanity there was a place with a few paints and creams from fruits a mirror and a few brushes and hair clippers. Next to the vanity there was a place covered with a curtain in a red deep color and a chair made from wood.

"That is Gudrun she will assist you with picking your favorite dress and styling your hair she's the best when it comes to attires"

"Why can't I just go with those clothes? They are presentable enough all those fluffy and rosy stuff are not my thing at all..."

Gudrun interrupts them as she tries to find a middle solution "We could go with dark colors ma'am as for the style it can be simple, what do you say?"

"Ugh fine so be it"