The Concubine - (currently Revising, Complete)

Chapter Seven

Warnings: Noncon situation. Please read at your own risk.

Meili

Eira watched from her throne, the gathering of the festivities for the night. She had not said much to me in the past four days and that was fine, but she had not slept beside me in those days either. Our relationship had never been an easy one. We were younger than my parents liked when we were wed, but the thought of traveling to war without her being my wife was one I could not handle. And from there we traveled, conquered and thrived. We were blessed by the Gods, until we weren't. She never bore me the children I wished for, only two. Siggy and Esme and I loved them but I wanted more.

Trying had become tedious. Night she could not stand me and vice versa, it became easier to fuck someone else to get what I wanted. I had no intentions of growing close to Eydis, but here of late I found the very site of her intoxicating. She sat at the opposite corner of the room with Esme in her lap, her soft brown hands clasped Esme's together as they clapped together.

I joined Eira on at the throne. "Wife."

"Are you speaking to me or the whore?" She hissed.

"I've only married one and she is the only reason my heart beats." I touched the golden strand of hair in her face and shook my head. "Why are you so jealous huh? She is a slave, we agreed that she would bear my children. You said you liked her."

"You're disrespectful." She turned to me, the tan dress suited her well. "You believe I do not know you fucked her in our bed. You think I do not know that she has my dresses. I know you like her but I will not play second to her. When you are done and you toss her aside like you will, I will make sure it never happens again.

"Stop it." I laughed. "This is not necessary Eira Tyrsdottir. I love you. Freya has brought us together, we are fated. Ease your worries."

"Leave me be. Go and be with her."

"Siggy is off tomorrow. Do you not think that we could get along, for his sake?"

"He's been here for weeks, why start now?" Eira stood holding her wooden cup and left me standing there.

"I will speak with you later." I seethed.

Lediolf walked in, every female set of eyes were locked on him as he strolled over to me. "Thorsten is said to be arriving in a few months. He wants to ensure their winter is thriving and the crops yield a harvest."

"Did they make a sacrifice?"

"Of course." Leidolf rolled his eyes. "He is a great leader, great warrior. He knows that he owes the gods, like you he is honorable."

"Thorsten's mother was Christian; I do not trust he knows our way."

"He's devout."

"Sure." I cleared my throat. "What has my wife said to you?" Their friendship prompted conversations like these often. She and Leidolf had been childhood friends long before I had fallen for her. "Hmm?"

Leidolf shook his head. "Here we are at the preface of this conversation again. I have not spoken with your wife about you brother as you have forbidden it, as you do everything else."

"Shut up." I added. "And go away."

Eydis

I hated when they were in the hall together. I should not but his hand wrapped in hers and the cheerful laughs that surged over the crowd saddened me for some reason. I had went to great lengths to dress as the King liked. I wore the golden dress and the arm ring presented me. The small bronze band curved around my small wrist and I couldn't help but fondle with it. Eira's eyes cut at me and her face formed a scowl. I had not been in her good graces in days. I knew the source of her anger, the dresses. It was not my idea for him to present them to me, but Meili was not one that took no kindly. I obliged and took the dresses.