The next two weeks at Bebbenburg were uneventful. It seemed that Blaeja had been affected by the attempt on her life in a bad way. Thorfinn didn't really understand why she was so upset by such a thing, these sorts of things happened all the time, but he did enjoy the peace and enjoyment that it gave him as for the next week he spent deep in study in the scriptorium, learning many things with Judith who would sometimes fill the gaps in his knowledge. While she didn't know much about the Roman Empire she did know about this land and the different kingdoms and its capitals.
Thorfinn had been a bit annoyed that Blaeja hadn't made good on her deal to give Thorfinn those rare books and maps she had. He had tried to go to her room but the guards had only increased since the night they were attacked. He would have to wait until the right moment and perhaps take them when he was leaving the castle. He was still waiting on word from Arwyn who had been working with the servants of the castle; Thorfinn had tasked her with learning the layout and finding where the lord stored his treasure. Thorfinn knew this Lord Uhtred was rich and he would take every piece of silver from him, but the problem was how to move it all out of Bebbenburg, he had no companions to help him —apart from Eowyn and Arwyn.
The day after the attack he visited the harbour under the castle and saw that while it had no ships he could make use of it did have a number of small rowing boats. Getting the treasure to one of those boats would be difficult with the number of guards, but it would be easier than trying to fight his way out of the castle while carrying it all.
What disappointed him the most was that he wasn't able to bring the entire scriptorium with him. The information here was almost as precious as the silver, except he couldn't use it to improve his land. That was why he spent so much time trying to memorise what he read, he knew he wouldn't be able to take it with him —at least not all of it. He would be taking the more sturdy books and the ones that Blaeja had promised him.
Thorfinn and Judith both sat together in a private part of the garden, she had asked if he minded taking his reading outside today; not having any issues with it he obliged and they sat in the afternoon light where they talked and read. He had recently learnt that she and Blaeja were sisters and that they were the daughters of King Aelle, this had gotten various ideas floating around his head. 'She must be worth more than her weight in gold and silver,' he thought to himself as he looked at her, but the thought of kidnapping her and holding her ransom did not sit well with him.
He enjoyed conversing with her and was grateful that she had taught him Latin as it allowed him to discover a whole new world that had previously been hidden from him. "Do you think you will become a healer?" Judith asked as she moved closer to him. He could feel her soft thighs pressed against his legs and her shoulders brushing against his own. He noticed that the dress she had chosen to wear today was different from what she usually wore, it was a lot more... revealing.
He could practically see her breasts bulging out of her dress, she wore a scarf around her chest when they came here so they weren't on display —unsurprising considering who her father was. It was stoking Thorfinns desires and distracting him from his reading.
"Edward?"
Thorfinn looked to Judith who looked at him expectantly "I would like to learn more about healing, I hope to discover all the secrets the art holds," he replied.
Judith giggled "Those are some ambitious goals Edward, but I have no doubt you would be able to achieve them," she said with a bright smile, one Thorfinn found himself returning.
"My time here has taught me how little I know about the world, there is much to see and learn," Thorfinn said as he held up his book.
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Fighting, Honour and Valhalla || Vikings x The Originals x TVD
Fiksi PenggemarThorfinn was an orphan that dreamed. He had ambitions and thoughts of greatness. He didn't know his father but he remembered his mother and she would often tell him how his father was the most handsome and kind man that she had ever seen, she used t...
