Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war. That was where Athena Rangarsdóttir got her name from. The brave beauty knew how to use a sword and it was her weapon.
( THE LAST KINGDOM )
( season one - season five )
( finan x fem!oc )
( cover by @evanschri...
▃▃▃▃▃ ‧₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚⊹ ▃▃▃▃▃ THE LAST KINGDOM 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ─── ❛ oaths
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SERPENTS TONGUE ₊˚.༄𖥸 ── 𑁍₊𓄹 -- ❪ the last kingdom ❫. 𓄹 ╭ ‧₊˚⊹ 你好，欢迎光临 ╰ ✦ hand or head?╭ ᘒ ✦
They had returned to Winchester, Uhtred being immediately called to King Alfred. He had to make another oath, and Athena knew she'd have to do the same. She wouldn't leave Uhtred.
She had promised to fight beside him.
Athena's hands gently ran through her horses fur. A smile braced her face as she pressed her forhead ageing her horses nose.
"Well look who it is." Athena quickly turned around at the familiar voice, her eyes softening as she looked over at Brida. "Are you just going to stand there or—"
Her words were cut off as Athena wrapped her around around her, pulling her into a hug. "I am sorry, I hope you do not despise me!" Athena quickly spoke, burying her head into her neck.
Brida chuckled, hugging the blonde Dane. "I do not despise you, Athena." Brida sighed, pulling away from the hug and holding onto Athena's arms. "How could I ever?"
Athena grinned at that, squeezing Brida's arms. "I am glad to hear that." She chuckled, looking at Brida with a fond look. "Still friends?" She sheepishly asked, making Brida chuckle.
"Still friends."
Athena hugged the woman once more, happy that Brida did not despise her for being with the Danes.
"Isnt this an adorable moment." The two girls pulled away with a groan, turning to Ragnar. "Don't stop on my account."
Athena rolled her eyes, nudging his arm with a grin. "Shut up, you oaf." She teased. A yelp then left her lips as Ragnar put her into a headlock. Athena fought against his arm, smacking it away as Brida chuckled at their antics. "I yield!" Athena hissed, pushing Ragnar's arm away from her neck. "Oaf." She uttered.
Ragnar merely grinned at his sister, ruffling her hair up. And another groan left Athena's lips as she wafted his hand away.
The pair had bid Brida farewell, Ragnar helping her onto her horse and watching as she left.
"Where is Uhtred?" Ragnar then asked, going towards their own horses.
Athena merely chuckled, shaking her head as she looked up at Ragnar. "With Gisela." She shrugged, letting Ragnar decide what they were doing. "Our brother has not felt a woman's touch since being a slave." She jested, running her hand over her horses side.
