Viking With A Heart

Chapter 8 (Reworked)

Asher's POV:

Viggo comes up to me and tells me the girl I marked was yelling at him and going crazy. So by the time I get to the holding pen she is trying to walk out but is being stopped and looks like is about to yell at Bjarke. I walk up behind her and pull her into my arms; she tenses at first but relaxes as she realizes it is me. She said something then grabbed my arm and took off in a direction. We walk into a shop that she seems familiar with and I stand by the door to make sure no one really comes in. When I turn back to her she is running around the little shop grabbing all these different things and puts them on the table. She starts to smash what smells like something you put in food then looks up at me. By this time I realize I am on the opposite side of the table just watching her.

She finally finishes making what looks like a paste and puts a wrap of some kind in a bag and put it on her shoulder. While she was doing this I grabbed two bags and finished bagging up what was already made in one bag, and then I grabbed all of the leaves and stuff like that in another bag. I put it over one of my shoulders just in time for her to grab my arm with her empty hand and pull me to another place. If this was anyone else I wouldn't have let it happen, but for my future wife anything. She took me to a bakery and grabbed the five loaves of smaller bread that were left in here and some of the cheese blocks, then she went behind the counter and grabbed what looked like dried meat and some cloth off the counter. She wrapped the cheeses, the dried meats, and the breads all separately then put it in her bag with the warp.

I gave her a questioning look and she just took my hand and nodded. So with the bowl of paste in her hand and her bag of goods on her we started walking but then she stopped. I looked at her and she looked at another shop so I took her into it and it had already been raided like the bakery. But I noticed the blankets and tapestries. She handed me the paste bowl and then went around the whole store grabbing around 15 blankets. She had them all in her arms and then nodded her head. So I put my arm around her that was holding the paste and started walking her back to the pen. I don't understand why she grabbed so many but I guess it made sense to her.

I lead her back into the pen and she walks to a corner where four other girls are. She smiles at them and has tears running down her face. She puts the blankets down behind the log the other four are sitting on then she sits on it too and holds her hand out. I look at her so she just shakes her head, stands up and takes the paste bowl. She then sits back down and takes her bag off sitting it beside her. I smile down at her and realize that I might have gotten really lucky. I lean over and kiss the top of her head like I've seen my father do many times to my mother. Then I walk to take these bags of medicinal goods back to the ship and to my room where no one will touch it.