When I can drown in blood, I can lay on the ground !

Herassment

POV Lilith
I sometimes miss the old me. The one where everyone was running away in fear. I will become such a woman as soon as the baby is out. Ivar thinks it's gonna be a girl. He wants a girl who will never be like the other. A girl who will break hearts by cutting them with an Axe. I, on the other hand believe it's gonna be a boy. But no matter what, am I gonna love it and try to make its childhood as good as possible.
Happily it was getting warmer and there began to grow flowers under the melting snow.
I was making myself comfortable by the fire. Most of the people were inside or by the water washing their clothes.
"Look who We got there!" Erik, one of the older warriors said. Erik always made me feel uncomfortable without any reason. That's why I usually wasn't alone when he was in the room. "You got me. So, what do you want Erik?" He started smiling, moving closer to me.  "Yes I got you." He went even closer to me. I looked around. Nobody was even near us. Why was it so hard for me to handle situations like this now?
"If you don't move away from me Erik. I have to tell your family that you have sadly passed away." I tried to say it calm and yet sharp. His face tattoos didn't make him less scary and he was twice my size. "Aw come on. Don't be so down. I know you want me too." It clicked when his big hand touched my shoulder. I pushed him down so he laid on the ground. He groaned before smiling. "I knew you want me."
I wanted to puke. Didn't he know this would mean his death. I may not be married to Ivar yet but I was carrying his child which means just as much. "We are alone. Nobody is going to..." he stopped himself when he saw that I took the metal spoon from the pot and held it down in the fire. "What are you doing?" He asked trying to sound confident.
"Oh you like it rough baby?" He laughed but I could see panic in his eyes. The spoon was red from the heat. "yes..." I held the spoon over his throat so he wouldn't move.
I slowly pressed the spoon on his cold skin. As soon as I did, he started screaming.
In pain. So much pain.
People started storming out. Realizing what was going on. Everyone was watching the screaming man. He must have had 3 degree burns now. My attention wasn't on killing him but rather giving him a lesson.
He was getting unconscious and his breath got slower. I waited a few extra seconds before getting up and throwing the spoon on the ground.
People were gathered all around me and I had to make my point RIGHT NOW!
"This..." I painted on Erik. "Will happen to everyone who thinks it's a good idea to harass me. I will let him live, this one time, For his mother who has helped many people..." I looked at the old lady who had tears in her eyes but still bowed in front of me as a thank you, for not killing her eldest son. "... the next who wants to touch me without permission is going to die!"
I went through the crowed, over to Ivar, who was watching with hatred against Erik and amusement towards me.
That's what happens.
I should let her out more often.