As we go through life

The loud screams of silence

*warning sexual content ahead*

*No POV *

the next two days was full of avoidance and silence. Samara made sure She kept quiet. Only spoke when spoken too and just tried to stay out of the way as much as possible.

The Ragnarsons had began to take notice

"Look what you've done to her" Sigurd spits at ivar who was siting across the table from her
And ivar glares at him and keeps drinking

Ubbe cuts in "Margaret tells me she doesn't speak to her either"
Hvisterk also chimes in "she will not speak to me nor helga either" they boys begin to glare at ivar

"What!" Ivar slams his fists on the table "why are you all conserned with my slave!. If you want to be worried about slaves not speaking, then go get one of your own"

The boys all still glare at ivar making him gulp his drink and drag himself away

The truth is ivar was also full of anger. He didn't know if he was angry at himself for feeling regret for what he did. Or angry that Samara no loner commented back to his attempts at annoying her..... she simply only spoke when spoken too like he ordered her to do but ivar couldn't stand it.

But what he dare not admit was the jealousy growing inside him the moment he saw Uhtred and her walk up that day. "Why where they both wet? Why was he holding her hand and both smiling? He goes for another drink as he pondered

"Good morning" Samara hears a voice as she walked to get fresh water.

"Good morning preist" Samara responds softly bowing her head in respect and continues walking

"You have changed seemingly overnight, why?" Beoacca questions her but she remains silent

"Then I would believe it is the work of God and should spread the news" beocca follows up behind her

Samara let's out a small grin " or the work of Satan himself" she responds in Refrence to ivar

Beocca stops making Samara stop as well realizing what she said

"How do you know the word of God?" Beocca questions her making Samara turn to him

"My parents where Christians. But I never followed their faith" she responds knowing that  truthfully answering was the best option

"How did you end up a slave ? Did your parents perish ?" Beocca questions her again

"They weren't my real parents, I was an orphan who went from Home to home until finally one family took me in" Samara answers and turns to continua to walk to get  fresh water

"And they taught you the word.. what good people" he smiles making memories play in my head as if it where a movie.

"They let me starve for days at a time. And beat me if I didn't clean every single day until i was old enough to leave for col..... old enough to learn the word"

Beocca smile disappears and he looks at her sadden by her reply

"Oh please priest, do not feel sorry for me. I turned out great" Samara smiles handing him the bucket of water

Beocca awkwardly smiles holding the bucket as they walked back.

"Preist.......... I have a question for you, what do you know of the nephillem ?"

"Well they where the children of Gods angels who say that human women where beautiful.... but why do you ask ?"

"Just curious......... and what books speak of them ?" Samara asks him making beocca stop