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 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 ─── ❛ Dane slayer
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SERPENTS TONGUE ₊˚.༄𖥸 ── 𑁍₊𓄹 -- ❪ the last kingdom ❫. 𓄹 ╭ ‧₊˚⊹ 你好，欢迎光临 ╰ ✦ games and bells╭ ᘒ ✦
Amidst the darkness of the night, a warm glow enveloped Dunholm, casting a comforting ambience over Athena, whom huddled between Brida and Melusine.
Laughter and chatter filled the air, intertwining with the soft clicks of cups. Athena held her own cup, only drinking a small amount of ale, which was unusual for the woman, which Brida had noticed.
But all thoughts and worries were pushed away as they watched Ragnar point around. "We are divide it, it seems." Ragnar let out a dramatic sigh as he stood in the middle of the courtyard. "We are two people...it seems."
Athena rolled her eyes at his dramatics, leaning closer towards Brida. "Is he still this dramatic?" She uttered, making Brida chuckle with a nod. "He has not changed."
"It seems you have." Brida uttered quietly, making Athena's brows pinch together. Melusine slowly turned her head to listen to the conversation with a knowing look. "You are not interested in ale anymore? Nor Ragnar's games?" Her words were quiet, knowing Uhtred stood around them. "Why is that?"
Athena pursed her lips as she turned to Melusine, swallowing thickly as she turned to Brida with a nervous smile. "Perhaps I have retired from doing such things..."
Brida scoffed at that, not believing her words for a second. "I know you, Athena." She uttered, crossing her arms over her chest. "You cannot hide anything from me."
Athena let out a dramatic sigh, resting her head on Brida's shoulder. "Perhaps, you are right." She mumbled, playing with her rings as Brida chuckled.
"I always am." Brida shrugged with a grin, making Athena roll her eyes, shaking her head with an amused look. "You do not have to tell me, I already know."
Athena stood back up at that with a frown, sharing a look with Melusine. "Know what?" Athena's brows pinched together, biting her inner cheek.
Brida did not answer, only glanced down to Athena's stomach with a knowing look. "Does anyone know?" Athena swallowed thickly at Brida's words, running a hand over her face.
"Mel, her husband, and now you." Athena mumbled, looking back up at Brida, who still grinned. "How—"
"I know you." Brida cut her off, squeezing Athena's arm with the grin still on her face. "I am surprised, although. Whom's is it?"
