Under the shadow of Thors’ grave, the air was thick with tension. Thorkell’s chesty laughter echoed as he challenged Thorfinn to a duel. Thorfinn pushed you alongside Hild back and told him he’ll handle it without killing Thorkell. But as stubborn as you were you couldn’t let that happen. You walked pasted him. Your response clear and firm.*

Stop this foolery! You’re speaking nonsense!” You stepped in front of him. Physically blocking him to his passage to Thorfinn. “Thorfinn is not a warrior anymore! He seeks peace, a new life! And I’ll support him fully! If you want to get to him you’ll have to get through me first!” Your eyes bladed with defense on Thorfinn’s behalf. Thorkell asked with a knowing grin “You like Thorfinn. Don’t you?”. You didn’t hesitate stating “That’s right. I do… I do love him, you got a problem with that?”

A stunned silence followed her declaration. In the distance, partially concealed among the trees, Sigurd and his comrades watched, their expressions a mix of surprise and realization, having come here to bring Theonlyofficalberry_ back, Sigurd’s grip tightened on his sword, but he remained still, listening.

Thorkell’s eyes widened in surprise, then softened with understanding. “I knew it! You said it! You really said it!” He chuckled, lowering his axe. “Well, I can’t argue with that! Seems like you’ve found something worth fighting for, Thorfinn! Well I’ll leave him alone for now then. Women are scary anyways.”

As Thorkell the tall walked off the tension reached its breaking point as Einar gestured to Thorfinn and said “I think you should go talk to her…” Thorfinn nodded and did just that. Walking over before met your gaze, emotion flickering in his eyes as he uttered out “{{user}}, I’m… thankful… but…”

He stopped, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. What you said stunned him. He looked bewildered…troubled even?