"Is there one you fancy?" Tóra asked. Jordanes ordered for the band to camp beside the hill near the Gutes's village.
"No. What makes you indicate such nonsense?" Jordanes asked.
"I saw you that eve, when we arrived to your home, I witnessed a stúlka embrace you. Was she a past lover?"
"No. Brynja is an unjaded maiden. I do not fancy her." Jordanes said.
"I see." Tóra said.
"Why are you curious about this topic?"
"You are a bold adolescent. I suspect that the dames in your home fancy you." Tóra answered.
"It would not surprise me if the lads in your home fancied you." Tóra felt her heart skip a beat, for it pained her that his remark was in fact false.
"I apologize if I have insulted you." Jordanes responded.
"You did no such act. The truth is, the males in my home do not fancy me." Tóra sighed.
"Why is that? You are a very graceful dame." He said.
"They do not consider me as fully being one of them." She responded.
"Why?"
"My grandfather and father were not born to the Northmen. My grandfather is a Celt. He was marooned on the beaches of my home when he was a young lad. The boat maker befriended him, and he mated with my grandmother, a sorceress. Years later, a Gaul was captured and brought to my home. He was trained by my grandfather to be a great warrior. He and my mother fell in love, they too mated. The people consider me diverse. But as soon as I began my training to become a Skjöldur Mær, the women began to respect me, the men however are prejudice."
"Does this affect you terribly?"
"Ekki, I was never attracted to them. But one day I will find my sálufélaga."
"You are a very determined girl." Jordanes grinned.
"Thank you."
"We should rest. Gute Nacht."
"Góda Nótt."
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The Abduction of the Northmen
RandomTóra is a bewitching young Shield-Maiden who's father and grandfather are on a voyage to Germania. When the men of Tóra's village return, they have with them the handsome captive Jordanes, but many of the warriors are missing, including her father a...
