#v;vikings

           Lagertja stood by the docks with a sense of pride. She knew that Ragnar would come back as a victor. So she stood there along with the people they governed, all wore the same smile as their Lady. But Lagertja’s very different from everyone else, no doubt about it. “It’s always not the same without you here...” she greeted her husband.

     "Niklaus has done nothing to get your harsh judgment. Take your anger elsewhere." However, Mikael raised his hand and hit her across the face, causing her to fall to her knees. But only anger boiled in her. She stood, raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. "Punishment should be handed to those who think they rightly hand it out. You are the left hand of Odin." She snapped at him. He backed off, finally. She turned to reach for Nik, to take him back to her hut to care for his wounds, when his hand came down and nailed her hard in the back, knocking the wind out of her. She fell to her knees and started gasping for air loudly. But Nik fled, knowing in that moment was his only chance.