༻𝑬𝒖𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂༺

𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬

"What is love?"
~✥~

"Danes throughtout the village were murdered by the English army. Among the murdered, was Gunhilde, the younger sister of Sweyn. A solid excuse for war." Floki explained. Thors sat in deep thought, while drinking.

"The Jomsvikings will align with the Danish army. The invasion of England will begin by next Spring." He finished. Floki enjoyed the look on Thors face.

"Floki, do as you wish. We aren't concerned with any kingdoms beyond the North Sea." Thors stated, lightly. Floki held a straight face with his fist in balls. Then, he smirked.

"I'm afraid that won't do. Sigvaldi made a direct order to gather all the Jomsvikings. It doesn't matter for those of deserters." Floki sneered at his omce battle campanion.

"Thors the Troll, this a war you too will fight." Floki held a great smirk. Thors was contemplated as he took a sip from his mug. Ash popped against the fire.

"This is your opportunity to redeem yourself." Floki added. Thors couldn't stand to listen any longer. "You've agitated the village." Thors said.

"You've changed, Thors. This village is so isolated. Mostly, untouched from the sufferage of war." Floki smiled, snidely. Thors eyes widened in realization.

~✥~

Thorfinn heard the sound of a rake drop. It was Athena. She was shaking profoundly. "Athena?" He asked.

'No, not war. All the innocent blood will be spilled.' Athena's mind filled with bloodshed. Her fists curled into balls. The taste in her mouth held bitterness. All the memories of her fallen home flooded.

"Father! Father! Something is wrong with Athena." Thorfinn ran, urgently for his father. Though, he bumped into a large figure instead.

"Well, well, Thors, seems to be trouble." Floki glanced over his shoulder. Thors heard the commotion.

"Thorfinn, what is it?" He asked. Thorfinn pointed towards the stables. Thors ran to the stables, followed by Floki.

"Athena, child, are you alright?" Thors asked calmly.
Floki servade the scene at hand. Thors and Thorfinn tried to settle Athena's nerves.

'What a pity, Thrain.' Floki thought. He kept a straight face.

~✥~

Floki and Thors made their way to the dock. Athena and Thorfinn followed, slowly, behind. "Men! Withdraw!" Floki commanded.

"I will meet you on the battlefield, Thors." Floki smirked over his shoulder. Then, he glaned over to the small woman beside him.

Those sapphire eyes glared straight through his soul. He imagined the deep war bound sea. 'Gems.' His mind thought.

"I, especially, am excited to see you on the battlefield, Athena." Floki laughed. Suddenly, the sound of snow crunching appeared. Floki turned around to the disturbance.

There stood Athena with eyes burning like flames. "Sir Floki, Thrain was never disappointed." she stated.

"Tch. Pesky woman. You never truly knew, the man you considered father." Floki muttered under his breath.

'What does he mean?' She thought.