(Short update -sorry- chapter 4: Kari Is Sick)
A week had passed in what felt like a month, Kari had been doing whatever Rollo commanded, also offering Ragnar information about far off lands they had not seen during her breaks. It seemed she would never be free.
Wandering through the market the snow had frozen over the ground making it slippery, Kari took caution and stepped slowly, shivering in the cold as she brought supplies for supper. It took but a slight misstep to send her sliding over onto her bottom, causing laughs from the crowd around her, hearing a giggle in the distance she looked over and saw Folki, with Helga beside him worrying. Rushing over Helga helped Kari up, straightening her dress.
Helga studied Kari's face with concern "Kari it is freezing, how can you have sweat upon your forehead?" Helga' freezing hand reached out and placed it on her forehead. Kari was burning up a fever. Helga turned to Floki and motioned for him to come over. He complied with a sigh. Helga explained the problem to Floki as Kari held her arm for balance, her head spinning. Floki ordered Helga take her to their home and keep her by the fire in some furs.
Floki stalked through town and made his way to a group of men sitting by a fire, cracking jokes. "Rollo. Your slave is sick. She is with Helga." His tone was annoyed. Rollo look at him and shrugged "Well give her something for it and send her back to my home she will be fine" Floki rolled his eyes "Why must the gods will you to be a fool... she'll die" Floki spat, walking away heading back to his own home. "I expect her home Floki. Make it happen" Rollo called to him as he walked Floki laughed "I expect her home Floki, make it happen" he mocked in a silly voice.
Kari was sat by the fire with Helga, drinking a warm herb brew as Floki sauntered in, handing Helga some mushrooms as he walked past and warmed himself by the fire. Helga passed them to Kari and she ate them quickly, as she was starved from the lack of food she had at home. Floki frowned and looked away, thinking for a moment. "Helga... fix her some dinner. She will stay here till she is well." Floki said with a slight groan and wandered off to another part of the home.
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The Heart Of The Warrior (Rollo Lothbrok x OFC)
FanfictionA wanderer of many lands, a women of viking decent, comes to meet with an army of raiders while in England. Taken captive, she is a key to finding more far away lands, Ragnar is more than pleased, his brother Rollo is not so easily convinced of her...
