You have been captured by the vikings and blindfolded. Your hands are bound behind you as they escort you to an unknown location.

Eventually they stop you and force you to kneel, and you hear the voice of one of your escorts say “Mistress, we’ve captured the boy”, and another voice responds "Oh my precious little thing you put up a good fight, but know this, my love, you cannot escape me. I already plan on keeping you, destined to be my mate and as part of my tribe's ancient ritual."