Less than an hour later, the ship with the red and white sail had reached its destination. The sound of shouts and bells echoed through the germanic town as the vikings left the ship, swords and axes on their hands and selvatic expressions on their faces.
The house where a certain nordic female was hidden along with quite a few germanics was invaded by three germanic men with the intention to evacuate the women, children and elder people to a safer place. All of the germanics were quick to follow the given instructions as they had no intention to die just yet; a female with different origins though was giving the males quite a hard time, she did not want to leave, and so, in a moment of panic, one of the males hit her head, causing her to faint, and easily carried her away.They were taken to a hiding place in the forest that was being guarded by big, tall, blond germanic warriors.A couple of hours passed, the city had already been mostly destroyed by the nordic people, but... no trace of the one they had been looking for had been found.The vikings seemed to be getting angrier and angrier by the second, especially a certain jarl that was about to loose what little self-control he still had and unleash his wrath upon the enemy warriors. That was the moment, when the Køhler leader was just about to loose it; a germanic approached Matthias and his people."Where is she?" Matthias growled, getting a hold of the enemy's collar. In the germanic's face a grin stretched and his eyes glinted mischieviously."I don't know what you're talking about!" He answered to the slightly taller nordic male. The germanic's cocky attitude was causing Matthias' patience to bubble."Oh, but I think you do..." hissed the danish male, his grip on the germanic's collar tightening a bit too much, enough so that Berwald had to place his hand on top of his companion's hand so the germanic man woukdn't die due to lack of air."He's the only lead we have, stupid dane." Stated the norwegian jarl that stood behind the danish; Matthias gritted his teeth and his grip on the enemy's collar loosened, he did feel impelled to kill the germanic right there and then, but he knew Lukas was right, this was currently the best way they had to find (f/n). The sound of teeth gritting left the mouth of the young danish jarl, causing the germanic warrior's smirk to grow in size."Where is she?" Intervened Sigmund, a cousin of Matthias, in order to prevent more trouble as soon as he noticed his family-head was about to open his mouth to talk."Who are you talking about?" Wondered the germanic, his voice holding a smug and lightly mocking tone."Your people captured a nordic damsel that goes by the name of (f/n) and is engaged to one of our jarls; she has (h/l) (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes and (skin/tone) skin. But you already know that! Now..." Sigmund announced. "The missing piece in here is... Where did you hide her?" He growled."Now that you mention it... I do have the remembrance of a girl like that." Stated the germanic; he knew he was going to die, so he was going take his time having fun at the cost of his enemies' weakness."And where did you hide her?" Lukas demanded, his emotionless eyes adopted a selvatic glare in a tentative to make the germanic talk out of fear, but..."If I'm not mistaken..." started the germanic, rubbing his neck that had turned sore due to Matthias' strong grasp. He lifted his eyes to look at the danish jarl that now stood beside Berwald, both chiefs looked attentively at the north-eastern european blond; on the germanic's face, the smirk grew even more. "She was going to be sent to Rome~...""With what purpose?" Demanded harshly Berwald who had remained silent until now. The glint in he germanic's eyes showed clear mischief, almost as if he had been waiting for them to ask that same question."To join the others of her kind and pleasure the roman emperor and his subordinates!" He chuckled, his voice held a hint of mischief and accomplishment, but there was no trace of pity or repent. "I wonder if the emperor will also let the ones who take her have a taste. She does look like she could give an amazing concubine!" He finished, shamelessly running his tongue over his lips.Had it not been for his people holding him down, Matthias woud have snapped the male's neck in half and killed him on the most painful way possible; Berwald though, thay hadn't had the chance to stop him before he grabbed the germanic's neck, lifting him like that to his height."Where is my sister?" Demanded th swedish jarl, his deep voice much harsher than before and his usual calm and emotionless gaze seemed to reflect the own flames of the underworld now. The especially agressive posture of the tall swede caused shivers to course through the shorter male's body as beads of sweat covered his forehead; the overconfident germanic had been playing around with the vikings' minds, but that was no longer possible as fear, real fear, took over him.(F/n) woke up, someone had leaned her on the trunk of a tree. She moved and a wet cloth fell from her forehead to her lap, she blinked at the ragged cloth in confusion."Ah, you're finally awake!" A female voice called from her side. Looking up, the nordic female took notice of 2 young germanic women that looked to be around her age."You've been sleeping for a few hours now..." informed the one that had previously directed to her; this first woman had short blond hair and was taller than the female who was trailing behind her with herf long silver hair flowing around."My name is Katyusha, and this is my younger sister Natalya!" Said the blond. As a sign of education, he viking girl bowed her head slightly before presenting herself:"I am (f/n), it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance!"A smile made it's way to Katyusha's face while on her sister's face remained a deep frown."We shouldn't be talking to her." Natalya hissed. "We'll be done for good if they discover...""Don't be like that, they won't know!" Responded the older sister, before turning around to face the prisoner again. "We heard the soldiers talking about what was supposed to happen to you.""What was supposed to... or what IS going to happen to me?" (F/n) argued."We know what happens to the girls once the emperor gets tired of them, and it's not pretty; and..." she trailled off with a sigh. "You were talking on your sleep... you muttered quite a few names but there was this one you continually repeated...""M-Matthias..." (f/n) breathed out, obtaining a nod from both the germanic sisters."And you never stopped fondling with that pendant of yours. I'm assuming that this Matthias person is of importance to you...?" Katyusha wondered."Yes!" Responded the nordic female, taking her hand to the silver bear-shaped pendant that Matthias hd gifted her with along with his proposal. "He's my... my husband to be...""Is he among the viking crew that invaded the town?" Asked Katyusha; the (h/c) head nodded absently."He should be one of the leaders,..""One of the leaders?" Echoed the blond."I heard the warriors talking about the vikings having 3 different leaders." Intervened Natalya, kneeling down beside the other two."One of them is my brother Berwald, the other is Matthias..." nodded the nordic. "...and then you have Lukas!""Can you give us a moment, (f/n)? I need to talk to my sister!" Natalya requested, obtaining a nod from the (h/c) head while pulling her older sister to a corner where no one could hear them.A few moments passed before the sisters came back to stand in front of the nordic."We'll help you escape!"Back to the village...Agonizing cries of pain echoed through the destroyed houses and streets; shouts that were almost impossible to understand rose to the skies, only a few words being understandable, the most important being 'forest'.
