† in which a young girl has been saved by the one and only, Uhtred Ragnarsson, which leaves her to be indebted to him. while serving by his side, love begins to blossom, and families are formed and born. she finds herself not only falling into t...
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❝ to be killed, to be saved. ❞ °✦.° ( damage gets done — act one ) °✦.° 『 chapter one 』 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
"Father, why must we accompany you to go to Winchester? Why couldn't I stay back home at Beamfleot?" The young girl complains as she and her twin brother ride beside their father on horseback, with a large crew — consisting of forty men — of their household guard. Normally, when he has business with King Alfred of Wessex, he brings his eldest sons and leaves his only daughter at home, for all she does is complain when it comes to anything politics-related. To his dismay, his son was right, he should've left her at home, leaving him to regret the decision of forcing her to come along, for that is all she is doing — complaining.
The young girl with long, dark black hair, and bright green eyes is known to be the Lady Narcissa of Beamfleot. She is the complete opposite of what a Lady should be like. While her uncle and brothers wish for her to learn how to sew and care for children, as well as send her off to Bebbanburg to be betrothed to an unknown man to form an alliance, she is nothing like that. Instead, she wishes to remain outside all hours of the day, watching the men care for the horses and her brothers train for battle. When she is alone at night, she often gets in trouble for stealing her brother's bow, arrows, and swords, for she wants to teach herself how to fight like they do.
With her being her father's favorite child, he always wishes to help make her dreams come true; even if it means breaking East Anglia's traditional rules for a Lady. "If you wish to become a warrior like you claim to be, you can not hide behind the walls of Beamfleot any longer." The older man turns his attention away from his daughter and looks around his surroundings, "You must see the world for as it is: a dangerous, dirty place, filled with disgusting Danes who you will encounter in battle one day. You must be prepared."
Although Narcissa has never encountered a Dane in person, she can never truly understand why they are so hated. Yes, she has heard of the stories about them from across the land, but still, she can't find herself to hate them like her family does. She often wonders: why are they all hated for doing the same thing Saxons have done years ago — migrating for their families and wealth?
At the sound of her brother scoffing at their father's words, she snaps her head towards him, but she doesn't say anything. Despite the two being twins — only twelve minutes apart — they are different in every way possible and have never gotten along. The boy, Nyle, is pure Saxon to the bone, just like her father. He wishes to be sent off to war and kill every Dane that steps near him, then once he returns from battle, he wants to find his way to the nearest brothel and sleep with any woman whom he can pay for. Narcissa on the other hand, while she too wishes to go to battle, she can never find it in her heart to be as rude and misogynistic as her brother, and because of that he, along with their other siblings, find her to be weak.
Narcissa rolls her eyes at her brother. Ignoring what rude insults he is now muttering to their other brother beside him, she turns back around, not saying another word, simply continuing the rest of their journey to Wessex in silence.
