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 ╰ ✦ disowned╭ ᘒ ✦
Some of the Danes had left Dunholm in the morning, but some stayed. And that included Æthelwold, much to Athena's dismay.
But Athena had spent her morning with Ragnar's children. She was aware Brida wasn't their mother, due to the fact she could not have children. But she had met her brother's children, and they were a joy to be around.
She stood beside Ragnar when the bells went off, making Athena look up with a frown. "What is it?" Brida asked, walking towards the man.
"Traders, maybe." The man shrugged, not knowing whom the people were on the opposite side of the wall.
Brida moved to look over the ledge, turning back around and looking down to Ragnar. "One man, one woman."
"Unbar the gates." Ragnar told one of his men with a nod. Athena crossed her arms over her chest as she leaned against the wooden pillar, watching as the gates opened. "Let's take a look at them."
Athena's eyes widened as she looked over to the two. It was Thyra and Beocca. Ragnar stood up straight as he looked over to his other sister. "Thyra."
Athena followed Ragnar and walked towards the pair, a slight smile on her lips. "Thyra, what are you doing here?" Ragnar asked, a slight frown on his face.
"Are you not glad to see me?" Thyra asked with a smile, pulling her horse to a stop. Athena pursed her lips as she turned to Beocca, remembering the night in Winchester.
Ragnar helped Thyra off of her horse, pulling her into a hug. "Look at you, you're beautiful." Ragnar sighed, holding onto Thyra.
"I didn't get a compliment when I arrived." Athena playfully rolled her eyes, moving towards Thyra and pulling her into a hug once Ragnar moved away. "I am glad to see you, sister."
Thyra nodded her head with a smile, pulling out of the hug as she looked between her siblings.
Athena looked over to Beocca, who was standing to the side with a weary expression. Athena sigh left her lips as she moved towards the man, a gentle look on her face. "How are you?" She asked, pursing her lips. "How is Winchester?"
Beocca slowly nodded his head with a faint smile, hands clasped in front of him. "I am well, as is Winchester."
Athena nodded her head with a soft sigh, moving forwards to hug the priest. "I am glad." She responded, pulling away with a soft smile.
