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Bonds of the heart
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"Unplanned moments are always better than planned ones"
-Unknown
WARNING: Fetus Deletus
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Sigrid smirks as she sees Ulric sword fighting a blond haired male, with him sitting on a barrel blocking the sword that is swung at him.
The blond lunges forward allowing Ulric to grab the boys arm and pull him forward turning him quickly.
The boy's back presses against the cripples chest, Ulric's sword against his throat.
Sigrid chuckles and crouches next to Floki who was sitting on a crate.
Ulric allows the boy out of his grasp and the boy turns both their swords blades at the sides of each other's necks.
Ulric smiles and nods the boy doing the same.
Sigrid covers her mouth as she feels nauseous.
"Sigrid are you okay?", Floki asks.
She shakes her head and he helps her to her room leaving Colin and Emrys to watch Uric.
Ægir had left South somewhere said he had to go but they would see each other again.
Floki manages to bring her into her room as she vomits into a bucket, blood coming with it.
"How hard did you run?", Floki asks, "I ran for hours nonstop with Grenn and Edd practically on my back", she states.
"Sigrid, I don't know if you noticed but you've changed", he states, "I can't be", she coughs.
Floki hovers his hands over her stomach, "Sigrid".
"No, I can't be", she whimpers pulling her knees to her chest.
"We can get rid of it", Floki says sitting cross-legged in front of her.
"How?", she asks, "I got this for last time just in case and always kept it", he holds up a vial of silver liquid.
"It's poisonous to normal humans, but it will get rid of it", Floki says.
Sigrid takes the vial and uncaps it, looking down at the silver liquid with glossy eyes.
Floki looks at her sadly as she drinks the liquid, he knew she hated the fact that she had to kill off a child but she knew she had to do it.
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