CHAPTER FOUR: SAXONS AND DANES SEASON 5A VIKINGS | GAME OF THRONES —- BURN THEM ALL —-
ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏᴏɴᴠɪᴋɪɴɢs: ʙᴜʀɴᴛʜᴇᴍᴀʟʟ —- Viserya has defeated Lord Oswald and has taken Coccham for her claim, now with Æthelwulf's army dwindling, Viserya must face her brother Ivar and Beocca must face the king of Wessex —-
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| SAXON CAMP | EARLY MORNING/NOON
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| THE TENT DANCED ALONG WITH THE GENTLE BREEZE OF THE MORNING. The camp was still withdrawing from the last battle with a massive hit to the Saxon army. But subduing the lost was the morning—for it was quite peaceful with the sun just barely cresting over the pale sky. Alfred had been up since the crack of dawn—dreams and the yearning for home kept the young prince awake. Instead of fighting back, he seat at the large table positioned in the middle of the tent with his hair slicked back into tight pony tails.
But he were not the only one awake at such an hour, Æthelwulf and Bishop Heahmund had been looking over a map of York whilst planning their next strike. Each time they thought they were ahead, Ivar had once again outsmarted them. Of course Alfred knew this, but it wasn't his place to say. After meeting with the two brothers before, Heahmund wasn't ready for peace or negotiations, he only wanted war.
Alfred soon found himself not liking Heahmund. For someone claiming to devote their life to God, he was surely an unholy man. It was always war for him. He did want to join the decision making but yet, found himself yearning for sleep once more and for his grandfather. It wasn't like his opinions would matter anyway, he was still a young boy.
He rolled his thumb around his index finger while listening to Æthelwulf and Heahmund carry on. He thought of the Dane brothers Ubbe and Hvitserk, and he throughly processed Ubbe's claim to negotiate. Alfred saw that as a better route to go instead of fighting, but not all thought the way he did.
But now, each time he tried to think of something new, the events of the pass days replayed over in his head. The utter blood shed and carnage that was unleashed. He desperately tried to shake those feelings and memories as he thought back to the claims of the brothers, but it also brought back another memory buried deep from his child hood.
