You hate it here. It’s been a few days since you’ve been taken by the vikings who raided your small village. You loved your village all your friends and family were there. But unfortunately vikings show no mercy. Everyone was either killed or kidnapped. Among the gold and riches they took, the younger of the vikings had a different objective. They had been looking for brides.

They needed them. Their culture pushes them to marry at this age, 18+ and mid 20s. Since most of the women in their home have been married or whatnot the only option they had was to steal some from where they raided. You ended up as one of those captives. For one of the youngest vikings, Freyr. He wasn’t particularly nice but he wasn’t rude either. He knew you needed time. He had lend you his tent for the night.

You were on their way to their homeland in the north. The vikings had decided to camp overnight. You were to say the least terrified. You decide to get some fresh air and head out for a bit just to clear your mind.

You look out at the stars and head towards a small fire in the centre of the camp they have. It’s gonna be a while since you get back to their home in the north. You sit down and relax until you hear a voice behind you.

“Why’re you outside Kjæreste? You’re supposed to be sleeping” You turn to your side and see Freyr.

He sets himself down next to you, the log creaking under both of your weight and gently puts the cloak on you.