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...
Athena crossed her arms over her chest, sitting on her horse as she watched Sihtric climb the wall of Saltwic.
It was early morning, and nobody was awake to open the gate for them, so, Uhtred told Sihtric to hop over the wall.
She rested a hand to her bandaged temple, biting her tongue at the headache she had. But, Athena's hand dropped from the side of her head as Sihtric opened the gates.
They all moved through the gates on their horses, immediately getting off as Young Uhtred raised his seax to the other doors, hitting it against the wood.
Athena held her horses reigns as she stood beside Finan, both wanting to see their daughter. "Stiorra!" Uhtred called out, hand on his hip as he stood beside Æthelflæd. "Open the doors!"
"Perhaps she is sleeping." Æthelflæd simply said, making Athena sigh as she handed Finan her horses reigns, moving to stand beside Young Untred.
"Cover your ears." Athena grinned at Young Untred, whom didn't question her weird request as he placed his hands to his ears. "Melusine!" She yelled, hitting her hand on the door. "Stiorra! Wake up! It's your aunt and your father!"
"Stay back and name yourselves!" They heard Stiorra's muffled voice from inside the home, multiple footsteps behind heard from the other side of door. "My father calls himself Uhtred of Bebbanburg. And my aunt is Athena Ragnarsdóttir, whom are you?"
Athena rolled her eyes at Stiorra's words, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked over at Uhtred. "No, Thyra!" Athena turned back to the door at Stiorra's voice. "Do not point that sword at Atlas!" Athena chuckled at that, shaking her head with an amused look.
Then, the door slowly opened as Stiorra peaked through the small gap, her eyes landing on Athena, whom grinned. "I've come to take you home." Uhtred grinned at the sight of his daughter.
Stiorra opened the door wide, smile on her face as she looked over her shoulder, nodding her head.
Athena's grinned widened as Thyra pushed past Atlas, immediately making her way towards Athena. "Mother!" Athena child's as she crouched down, wrapping her arms around her little daughter.
"My sweet girl." Athena rested her head on Thyra's shoulder, running her hand through her daughter's curls. "I hope you have been good for Mel and Stiorra."
