@nibelsung asked: โ nothing is standing in your way now. โ
[x] always accepting
She looked from the man beside her to the field ahead. Tomorrow, with the first light of day, it would be filled with the cries of the dying, nurtured with their blood.
They were gathered at her side - her trustworthy valkyries, that she had led so far to foreign shores and foreign battles, and the men of Burgundy. The men of Gunter and Hagen.
"I am sure the huns will stand in my way", she said it with a smirk, with the voice of a woman ready for the challenge. And if truth be told she was, ready to pick up her sword again, to fight an enemy some deemed unbeatable, to prove herself once more. The sting of her last defeat - her only defeat - could still be felt with every breath she took, as if his sword was locked into her heart, a sharp edge cutting deeper and deeper with every day she spend in this wretched place.
And now she even asked her own kin to give their lives to protect this place. Offered them glory in a battle that was not theirs to fight
Brunhilde felt as if the whole world was standing in her way that very day, her beliefs, her longings, her husband.
"But I am not scared by that. And I will not be scared if their lines are from here to the horizon. I have come to this place to fight and that is what I intend to do, with someone in my way or not", she looked at him once more, "But you are no different, are you? You are not a man of fears, not in battle at least. And you do not strike me as a man that allows any obstacles to grow in his path. Is that not why the king thinks of you so highly?"
She had watched and listened for days, trying to understand the small undertones in conversation, the enemies Siegfried had already made at court, and that now looked to her - their queen, the stranger brought home to them - with distrust.
"Some might say I should fear what is standing behind me tomorrow, not what is standing ahead. Do you reckon that is true, Waffenmeister? That Burgundy is a place of intrigue?" She did not think of him as a traitor. He was too intelligent for that, too aware of the threat the huns at their doorstep posed. But maybe, just maybe, he had heard different tales than her valkyries.