Thalia found herself in the main part of a small house. There was a fireplace with various pots and pans hanging from hooks near it. There was a bed over in the corner and a table and two chairs for meals. On the other side of the room was a curtain hanging from hooks in a ceiling beam and the curtain was at least six feet in width. Behind it she could see in shadow a form of a woman. She was in the act of pulling a garment on. As the woman came around the curtain, Thalia seeing it was Tasha, immediately said the words of the ritual and a few seconds later had amalgamated into Tasha’s body, her dress falling to the floor and disappearing then.

Tasha who had fallen to her knees stood up wondering if she had tripped, not knowing how she had suddenly ended up on her knees.

She was wearing a beautiful dress, though it covered more of her legs as this was not a dancer’s dress. It was of the color deep violet blue and matched her beautiful eyes. It was cut low in front exposing most of her bosom and was tight over the waist flaring out to the skirt which was floor length.

Picking up a small mirror she pinched each of her cheeks adding color and then added a bit of berry juice to her lips making them looks red and inviting. She then set the mirror down and walking to the door she opened it slightly staring at the moon/sun dial or the ‘shadow stick’ as it was known in that time, that was sitting outside on the grass. The shadow stick indicated it was close to midnight. Turning and stepping back into the room she turned down the torches and then left her house and hurried across the street to the Great Hall.

She knew that Bjorn lived in the structure but did not know where his room was. As she entered the door, she was suddenly grabbed and spun around her body pulled up against Bjorn’s hard body, his hand then covering her mouth.

“Shh,” he warned. He removed his hand as she stared at him. His eyes devoured her beautiful face and then dropped to her full bosom which was rising and falling due to her excitement.

As his eyes came back up to her face,Tasha stared into his eyes thinking they looked identical to Bon Vincent’s and then there was his mouth which wore the same smirk as Bon Vincent wore on occasion. Unable to stop herself she brought her hand up and stroked his lips gently.

Bjorn almost dropped her he was so surprised.

Tasha tried to remember that women were not as forward in this day as in modern day earth, but the look in his eyes, didn’t exactly look repelled, quite the contrary, she thought.

She caressed his jaw line lightly and then he grabbed her hand. His head came down as his mouth crushed hers, his tongue hungrily seeking her own. One hand grabbed the back of her head holding it firmly as he kissed her his other hand moving down to cup her ass through her dress. He caressed each of her cheeks and then broke the kiss and whispered, “Come with me.”

They quietly walked down the large hallway and then found themselves at a door. As he opened the door she stepped inside the room with him behind her. She hardly had enough time to look around spying a pile of animal furs over in the corner of the room, which was obviously where he slept, when Bjorn pulled her back up against him, his hands reaching around, caressing both of her breasts his lips nibbling her ear as she felt tiny shocks of pleasure invade her body.

He unlaced the back of her dress then and helped her remove it as it fell to the floor. Picking it up he laid it upon a bench flanking the wall.

She was standing there in her shift and watched him remove his tunic, and then his boots, then he pulled down his fitted type pants and stepped out of them. He stood there naked in all his glory and Tasha nearly fainted at his well built physique. His member was almost totally erect and above average in size and she had never seen a grown man’s erect naked penis before and she felt a blush heat up her face.

However she quickly pulled down the straps of her shift over her shoulders and pushed it down past her body as it dropped to the floor. She heard Bjorn’s quick intake of breath.

He stared at her as she stood there head held high her body incredibly inviting. Full firm breasts gave way to a tiny waist that flared into small hips that met long curvy legs.

“Turn around Tasha,” he commanded his voice almost a whisper and she did so, not ashamed of her body.

He looked at the wild cascade of dark hair tumbling down her back almost touching her full rounded bottom which made his cock react even more. His lust was expanding rapidly, and he wanted to fuck her, he needed to fuck her before his seed burst from him, he thought.

He walked over to her and turned her slightly and then picked her up in his arms and took her over to the animal skins and gently laid her down. He knelt before her as his eyes devoured every inch of her body. Tasha stared at his cock, and thought about the things she had learned from Alexandria about making love to a man. Not even giving it further thought, she reached out as her hand encircled him.

Bjorn gasped as his eyes quickly met hers, and the words left his lips before he’d even thought about them, as he said, “You are bold, wench!” There was a trace of shock on his handsome face and something else.

“Do you wish me to stop?” she asked as her hand started to stroke him. He stared at her not answering but then his eyes closed as a slow moan broke from his lips.

His hand closed upon her own then and he said, “I assumed you were a virgin, have you lied? For how else have you learned to pleasure a man?”

“It is true, I am a virgin,” Tasha answered. “But I possess both my ears and I’ve heard the talk from some of the women in the clan,” she said simply.

Although Bjorn loved the feeling of her hand on him, he gently removed it and then lay on his side next to her, gently fondling each of her breasts and then bent his head as he fastened his mouth over one of her tiny erect nipples. He sucked and licked the tip and then went on to the next. He slid down a bit and licked at her belly and then dipped lower as he quickly kissed her nest of dark curls.

Moving his body slightly he pushed against her thighs and said, “Open your legs my beauty.” Tasha was a bit nervous and seeing her look, Bjorn said, ’Don’t be afraid, Tasha, the pain will be only slight I assure you.”

She opened her legs spreading them wide as she remembered Alexandria doing, as Bjorn placed himself between them staring at her pink open pussy. He bent his head and licked her clit swirling his tongue around it over and over until he had made her wet as she began moaning loudly.

Not being able to wait any longer, he got to his knees raising her legs straight up and placed them against his muscular shoulders. His cock which was throbbing dangerously now, he placed at the entrance to her pussy.

He pushed gently feeling resistance and Tasha squirmed as it hurt a bit.

Gently his hands stroked her breasts rubbing her nipples causing wave after wave of delight to invade her body. Then as he pushed slightly he moved two of his fingers to her clit and started rubbing her there rapidly. He watched her as her head went back and she gasped and then suddenly her body pushed into his and Tasha said softly, “Fuck me Bjorn, fuck me!”

Part of him was shocked by her use of profanity, but the other was excited beyond belief as he pushed against her and meeting her own thrust, the bit of resistance he felt suddenly gave way and he was deep inside of her.

She felt a bit of pain at the entrance of his member but then he started stroking in and out and the pain left then as quickly as it had arrived.

He fucked her solidly and then leaned over bracing his arms on either side of her body, her legs draped over his shoulders and his speed increased. She stared into his eyes boldly as he stared back. Then her eyes closed as she gasped and moaned, her cries louder. Bjorn slammed into her like a locomotive now, and hearing her frantic cries as her fingernails dug into his back he continued pounding her furiously and then his seed exploded into her womb, as he moaned and shuddered crying hoarsely, “TASHA!”

Then his mouth covered hers again, and he rolled upon his back with her still impaled upon him as his movements still continued, and then slowed little by little.

She lay on him her head buried in his shoulder as his hands caressed her back and buttocks, and Tasha felt pleasured beyond her wildest expectations. She lay there enjoying Bjorn’s tender caresses. After a minute, she raised her self suddenly, straddling him and said, “I enjoyed your love making Bjorn Bontykir. You are very knowledgeable in the ways of women.”

Bjorn’s face again wore a combination of wonder and a bit of a smile as well as he said, “And you are basing your observation on what my beauty?”

“I have heard women tell tales of men that were poor lovers. They were either too rough or mostly concerned with their own pleasure,” Tasha told him. “You excited me and pleasured me in a way that I never dreamed was possible.”

He did smile then displaying white beautiful teeth and sat up his arms going around her back holding her. “As you did as well my sweet.” Then his mouth covered hers again, and boldly Tasha stuck her own tongue into his mouth darting it here and there quickly, causing Bjorn’s breathing to quicken.

She felt his member harden again and raising herself slightly she reached down and guided his hard rod to the entrance of her wet pussy and then sank all the way down, as he moaned in her mouth. Tearing her mouth from his, she leaned her arms back then bracing her hands on the floor as they stared at each other.

He held onto her, both hands on her waist and began thrusting inside of her once again.

Monday, July 16th

Los Angeles, California

At 7 am Olivia woke up and turned her head seeing Rye’s face. He was still sleeping, his lips slightly parted as his breath came slowly and evenly.

Olivia quietly left the bed and walked into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought, not bad after her night of passion with Rye. They’d come straight to the mansion after the plane had landed, and though Rye had planned on stopping by his ex-wife’s to see his daughter he had called her earlier last evening and told her that he would be getting in too late, that he would come and see her today. She turned and then started the shower, climbing in after a moment.

Fifteen minutes later she was clean and dry and starting on her hair then. Just then there came a tap at the bathroom door.

“Come in,” she called and a tousle haired stark naked Rye walked into the bathroom. She turned the blow dryer off as her gaze went to his sexy body.

“Mornin’ beautiful,” Rye said yawning. ’I can’t believe you’re up already.”

Looking at him she said, ’And I can’t believe you’re up either,” her eyes on his erect package. Feeling aroused as he stood there grinning, she walked over to him. She had not dressed yet and he pulled her close as their mouths joined one another. Their kiss heated up then and they sank down to the fluffy large bathroom rug where Rye proceeded to make love to her again until he made her scream.

Later after the both of them were dressed, they headed downstairs to the kitchen where Rye’s housekeeper and cook had made them a breakfast. They sat sipping their coffee as they ate, and Rye said, ’Babe you’re not nervous about meeting Ava are you?”

“I won’t lie, Rye, I am,” Olivia said taking a sip of her coffee. “It’s just that she doesn’t even know that her old man is seeing someone, does she?”

“True,” he said, “I haven’t told her that. But kids adapt well and I’m sure once she is around you for a while she is gonna see what a great girl you are.”

Privately Olivia wasn’t too sure. Though she’d always hoped to have a child of her own someday, she just never thought she would date someone who already had one. But then again she thought, everything she had heard about Ava was positive. That she was a sweet, intelligent young girl with good manners, which of course was due to her parents good upbringing.

They finished their breakfast then and a few minutes later left the house and got into Rye’s car. Soon they were on their way to West Hollywood.

******

Bjorn and Tasha lay in each other’s arms for awhile after he’d made love to her for the second time. He was laying on his back on the fur rug with her curled next to him, one leg propped up.

Tasha stroked his lightly furred chest and then her fingers wandered down to his taut abdomen. She gently stroked him and then as her hand reached his pubic hair, she saw that his cock was moving. It was lengthening and soon was quite erect. He turned his head, and she propped herself up on one arm as he reached and fondled the nipple of one of her breasts.

She looked him in the eyes as she boldly took his cock into her hand. Bjorn, unlike Bon Vincent, Tasha thought, was uncircumcised and she knew from her sex education class, that the foreskin which was sliding up and over his cockhead each time she stroked him was considered by most men to be extremely pleasurable.

Stroking him very slowly, as he gasped, she said, “Bjorn, I want to tell you something. Before when you kissed me.... down there”.. she looked down at her privates and said, “I had heard stories about men doing that to women before but I always thought the women probably made them up. I didn’t really believe a man would do that to a woman.” She stroked him a bit faster then as his eyes closed and his breathing increased. “But when you did that to me, I must be truthful. I have never felt such pleasure before in my entire life.”

She continued stroking him in earnest then as he gasped and said, “By Odin’s beard, Tasha!”

“I want to taste you Bjorn,” she said softly. “And I want to taste your seed. May I?”

He stared at her a myriad of emotions crossing his face. He’d never met a woman like her. So bold, the graphic words she’d used when he’d fucked her and just now, as he listened to her say the things she wanted to do to him, had once again made him mad with desire for her.

He’d never been with a woman who was his match carnally. Most of the women he’d been with before he was married, were basically passive, silent partners. The sexual ritual with each of them was something that lasted long enough for him to spill his seed. He remembered even his wife Ana whom he’d loved more than any other, on the night that they’d married he tried to love her between her legs and she’d pulled away from him and begged him not to do that. Although he assured her that he loved every inch of her body, she still would not change her mind. She told him that was stuff that men did to harlots not their wives.

So he had to be content with just fucking her. Although Ana too, was not a bold lover, he loved her so much that he overlooked that and while she was not very vocal in the way that Tasha was when he’d made love to her, Ana always smiled at him afterwards and would tell him how much she loved him.

With Tasha it was completely different. On one hand she was stunningly beautiful, with a body that would make the Goddess Freya jealous and her nature outside of their lovemaking was sweet and gentle, but during mating it was wild and uninhibited. And vocally her carnal cries and graphic talk stimulated him even further. He was glad the building was made of stone, otherwise someone might have heard her. The difference in her during and outside of mating was like night and day. She was like two women in one, Bjorn thought.

“Please? she asked softly. Bjorn hesitated briefly and then nodded his head, his eyes never leaving hers until she moved her body sliding it down and then leaned over and gently licked his cockhead her tongue swirling around the tip. Bjorn’s head went back as he moaned his hands tangled in her hair as she placed him inside of her warm mouth, and Tasha remembered the way Alexandria had pleasured Bon. Gently she bobbed her head up and down being careful not to scrape him with her teeth. She knew Alexandria’s thoughts regarding the act of fellatio and additionally possessed the knowledge now on how to do the technique called ‘deep throating.’

Relaxing her throat muscles she took him all the way in until her lips touched his pubic hair. He was moaning then like an animal in pain, and then as she knew he was close to erupting, she sped up, continuing to deep throat him and seconds later in a ragged breath he said, his hips moving up and down driving his cock in and out of her throat, “SUCK MY SEED TASHA! SUCK IT DOWN INTO YOUR...... BELLY.... AH TASHA!!!!” And so she did.....

Later after Bjorn recovered they saw the first rays of the sun. He said, “You must go my sweet. It wouldn’t do to have the other men find you here.”

They got up and he grabbed her shift pulling it over her head then. Then as he got into his tunic and trousers he turned her around. She slipped the dress over her head as he laced up her dress for her. Then spinning her around he pulled her tightly against him and kissed her hungrily so unwilling to let her go. Finally his mouth released hers yet he still held her against him as she asked, ’When will I see you again Bjorn?”

“Soon my dearest, soon. I will find you later this day, after my warrior brothers and I do our practice exercises. Now come, you must leave.” He grabbed her hand as they quietly left the room.

He stepped outside with her and there in the shadows he kissed her his open mouth covering hers, tongue thrusting and pillaging her sweet hot mouth as her hands boldly caressed his beautiful muscular ass, his own hands caressing her backside as well. The kiss lasted an extraordinary amount of time as neither of them wanted her to go.

Finally as she was about to ask him to take her again right there, he broke the kiss.

They both were breathing hard. He grabbed a lock of her hair and kissed it. “Go my sweet before I become totally selfish and take you back inside and ravage you all over again!”

Tasha suddenly grabbed his head in her hand’s and kissed him hard on the mouth, and then turned and hurried across the street as Bjorn stood there watching her with a small smile on his face.

******

Alexis was outside on the terrace at 11 that afternoon. She had just said goodbye to Bon a few minutes before. He and David were flying to New York to attend a special event for a musician friend of theirs, and Bon would not be back until tomorrow as he was planning on visiting his kids afterwards. Dane would be visiting his own family in Jersey as well.

Right now Ronnie had just left to go pick up some Chinese takeout lunch for the both of them as today was Marie’s day off and had went to Augusta to visit a friend.

Alexis was thinking about what Ronnie had told her after Dane and Bon had left. They had all eaten breakfast over at Bon’s house and Alexis and Bon both noticed how much closer the two had become. They kept touching each other and kissing when they saw no one was looking. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the two of them had been intimate recently.

After Bon and Dane said goodbye to them, at Alexis’s house, she had cornered Ronnie an hour ago and point blank said, ’So I couldn’t help but notice that you and Dane seem a lot closer Ron. Tell me, was that just my imagination?”

Ronnie blushed and smiled broadly and said, “No, we made love last night.”

Alexis said, “I knew it! So how was it? Is Dane a good lover?” she asked the blond.

Then Ronnie proceeded to tell her at least a condensed version of some of the details of their lovemaking. She said, ’He’s fantastic! So wild yet tender and very experienced and he told me that he’d never enjoyed sex with anyone as much as he’d enjoyed it with me! I mean, we made love well into the night and I am pretty satisfied right now!”

Alexis smiled and said “I’m happy for you, Ronnie.”

Ronnie said, “I’m crazy about him Lex, but it worries me.”

“Why?” Alexis asked looking puzzled.

“Because it’s too soon. I don’t want to this to be a rebound romance.” She paused and then said, “But all I know is I am truly nuts about him, it’s hard for me right now to think of anyone else.”

“I don’t think you should be worried,” Alexis told her. “Dane is good for you. He’s just what you need right now.”

“Thanks Lex,” Ronnie said, “I think you’re probably right.”

Interrupting her thoughts, Ronnie came out on the terrace then, carrying several bags. She took each of the cartons out and each of the girls grabbed their chopsticks and started eating.

They sat there quiet for a moment after remarking on how good the food was and then Ronnie said, “I think it’s time I went back home Lexie.”

“Why?” Alexis asked. “You don’t have to go Ronnie, you can stay longer if you want.”

“I know,” Ronnie said, “And I appreciate the offer, but I need to be at home now that I’m feeling a whole lot better. I have things I want to do around my house and I kind of miss my house too.”

She told Alexis that she would be gathering her things together that afternoon and then going back home.

Alexis said, “Well if you need me to come over, or you want to come back then just give me a call.” Ronnie promised she would as they sat there and finished their lunch.

******

Tasha had laid down after she’d entered her home as she had not gotten much sleep last night because of all the lovemaking she and Bjorn had indulged in.

When she woke up she got up from her small bed in the corner of the house and walked to the front door and opened it looking at the shadow stick. It indicated the time was just past 1 pm Thalia noticed.

Walking back inside she grabbed a bucket and then walked outside heading for the well in the center of the village.

People were coming and going and several people greeted her and she smiled and greeted them as well. She saw that the warriors were starting to come out of the Great Hall, having finished their sword practice and other war like exercises which kept them in fine form.

Drawing her bucket she glanced up again hoping to see Bjorn, but though five men exited the hall, he was not one of them. Tasha returned to the house, and then poured some water into a pot and set it over the fire.

After a few moments she went out to use the small outhouse in the back of the property and returned a few minutes later and removed the pot of water pouring it into two large bowls. Quickly she stripped off her dress and grabbed a small bar of soap and a small sponge and soaped it up bathing her face and body, and then rinsed using the rinse water. She picked up a dry soft large square of cloth and dried her body. Then she walked behind the curtain were she kept several of her dresses and dressed in a simple gray gown which dipped low over her bosom and laced up the front. She added black lace up leather boots on her feet.

Walking back into the main house, she then took both bowls and poured the water outside the door and then went over to a large linen bag which was hanging from a sturdy peg on the wall, taking it down. It held her dirty clothing and she was going to take them down to the stream to wash them.

Just then she heard a loud commotion coming from outdoors. She dropped the bag and ran over to the door, pulling it open.

The villagers were running and screaming, and Tasha heard the sound of metal against metal, the sounds of sword fighting. She ran to the middle of the street trying to get to the Great Hall, as women, children and slaves ran by her shouting for at her to head for the hills.

Suddenly someone barreled into her and knocked her to the ground and when she got up she saw Bjorn in his war uniform trying to make his way towards her through the crowd.

Just then several strange men appeared, wielding swords and ran at the rest of the warriors who had exited the great hall. With horror Tasha saw one of the rogue’s who was wielding an axe, heading right for Bjorn.

She screamed “Bjorn!” Then looked at his would be attacker. Bjorn turned just in time and struck out with his sword cutting the man’s head clean off.

Then the fighting began in earnest as Tasha stood frozen to the ground. Bjorn swiped his sword this way and that cutting the enemy to the ground as he made his way towards her. Finally he reached her and grabbing her put her over his shoulder as he carried her away to a safe distance behind her house where he set her down. “Go to the hills with the others and stay there until I come for you, Tasha!” he ordered as he turned to go.

“Bjorn!” she called.

He turned and said, “Go my sweet, and stay there!”

He quickly ran back to the fighting as Tasha, feeling terrified she would never see him again, turned to go, but suddenly stood there stock still as there was a man standing in front of her. She opened her mouth to scream but he clapped a dirty hand over it. She stared into a very ugly face, which she had seen many times before. It belonged to Rollo the Viking. Shocked she stared at his ugly grinning face and then fainted.

The Viking held her and then bent and draped her over his shoulder and carried her away heading towards the sea where his longboat waited.

Bjorn and his men had slaughtered several of the enemy, when Bjorn, turning suddenly spied the enemy sneaking up on Leif his captain and as he opened his mouth to shout a warning, a tall dark haired man appeared from nowhere and striking with his blade removed the rogue’s head from his shoulders.

Leif turned then seeing what had almost been his fate and stared at the stranger as Bjorn strode towards them both.

Leif’s rescuer was about 6 ft tall with thick dark brown hair falling past his shoulders and deep brown eyes staring at him from a strong handsome face. Although he wasn’t built as big as some of the other Vikings he was a bit leaner, but still muscular and with a superb body. He was dressed in the colors and wearing the insignia of the enemy Viking clan.

The fighting had stopped then as the remaining Viking rogues being outnumbered had turned, fleeing towards the sea and their boat.

Leif looked around noting that he had lost none of his warriors but there were at least a dozen of Rollo’s clansmen that lay dead around them. He said, sheathing his sword and looking at the dark haired man, “Who are you stranger? Why are you dressed as one of Rollos’ clansmen yet you just killed one of them to spare my life?”

“I am on your side,” the man replied. “My name is Ryden Sorenson, though I am called Rye.”

“Ahh a fellow Dane,” Bjorn said. “My name is Bjorn Bontykir and this here,” he said pointing at his tall fair haired Captain, “is Leif Eriksson, Captain of the vessel,The Valarian and leader of our clan.”

Rye bowed slightly and said to Leif, “I am at your service Captain Eriksson.”

Leif held out his hand in the way of the Viking handshake as the men joined hands and said, “I am much indebted to you Rye, for saving me from a certain death just now. But I am most curious as to why you fought and killed your fellow clansmen?”

As Rye opened his mouth to explain, they heard a shout and all turned as one of Leif’s warriors made his way around fallen bodies to stand beside them. He said, “Captain, Rollo and the others have escaped and they have taken the woman Tasha!”

Bjorn’s face looked shocked and then murderous as he said, “NO! We must get her back!” He unsheathed his sword and was about to turn that way when Leif said, “Bjorn!” He turned back and Leif asked, “Do you have an interest in the girl Tasha?”

Bjorn hesitated and then said, “Yes my Captain. I have taken her for my woman. We were with each other this past night.”

Leif walked closer to him and patting Bjorn on the back briefly, said, “Don’t worry my best and finest warrior, we will get your Tasha back! But first things first!”

He turned then to the warrior who had informed them of the theft and said, “Did they take any others?” The warrior said they took several of the slaves and some of the younger women.

Leif turned to his men and told them to put their helmets on and to bring additional weapons. As the warriors including Bjorn headed back into the Great Hall, Leif then told a nearby servant to gather the rowers and to have them meet him by the Valerian with undue haste. Then he sent another of his servants to alert the remaining slaves, to take away the enemy bodies into the hills and bury them.

He said turning to Rye, “I will hear your story later, my friend, but I must ask you now, do you swear allegiance to me and to my clan?”

“I do!” Rye answered his chocolate brown eyes staring solemnly into the pale blue eyes of the Captain’s.

“Good!” Leif said. “Let us leave and rescue the girl and our property and may Odin have mercy on the souls of the guilty!!”

******

That evening in Titania as Kronos and Eos sat in his study, he told her he would go back and fetch Thalia and bring her back to his estate. There was no need for both of them to go he told her.

He went to the screen and a few minutes later he had the coordinates and then told Eos he would be back in a short amount of time and that Rhea would serve tea in his absence. Rhea then entered and she and Eos left for the sitting room.

Kronos walked inside the portal room and mounted the stairs, he quickly keyed in the coordinates and then stepped through the portal and disappeared...

Kronos waited at the exact place where he had told Thalia to meet him but she was not there. He waited awhile longer and then suspecting that something might have happened, he quickly headed for the village.

Soon he had made it to the Great Hall. He stuck his head through the wall and saw he was looking inside a small room, though no one was in it. He walked in through the wall and looked around. There was a pile of animal furs in one corner of the room. A fireplace with cooking utensils was on one side and a long bench up against the wall on the other. A small table with one chair sat near the fire.

Just then he head a noise and whirled around as Eos walked through the wall.

He stared at her and said, “Goddess? Why have you come?”

“She is not here Kronos,” Eos said. She hesitated and then said, “Tasha was captured by marauders led by Rollo the Viking and taken away on his ship,” she said with a worried look on her face. “While you were gone I noticed that you had not returned in a reasonable amount of time. Forgive me, but I went into your study and having watched you before and having learned how to work your controls, I found the event of this day on the screen.”

Kronos was silent trying to digest this bit of news.

“In addition, Bjorn, Leif and his other warriors have went after her,” she finished.

Kronos said, “We need to go back to my study to see if we can locate her.”

They quickly left the room and in a short amount of time were back inside the time- keeper's study.

He walked over to the image blocks, and pressed some buttons for earlier in the day. They watched the whole scene from the morning when Bjorn had sent Tasha home, from the time the warriors left on the large ship. When they saw the strange man dressed in enemy clothing kill his own kind they both watched puzzled. Kronos zoomed in as they stared at the block.

Kronos did a close up. The man turned and looked right at them and Kronos said, “He looks familiar, where have I seen him before? And why is he dressed as one of Rollo’s clan?”

“I agree, it is odd,” said Eos. “He is a handsome man, though not built quite as large as some of the other’s.”

Soon it became evident to them that the man who was called Ryden, for some reason unknown as of yet had betrayed his own clan.

Eos stood quietly thinking. “Wait,” she said. “Can it be?”

“What is it Eos?” Kronos asked.

“I know where we have seen this mortal before. He is Bon Vincent’s friend, the mortal who is part of his music group. The one who is known as Ryan Sanders. I am sure of it.”

“Of course,” Kronos said. “How strange that both he and Bon Vincent lived past lives together.”

Pressing another button the screen showed the ocean and in the distance they could see a large boat with red, black and gold sails.

Kronos zoomed in on the boat. There were the Vikings standing on each side of the craft holding their shields up side by side which was the way of the warriors at that time. In the middle were the oarsmen, who rowed diligently as the longboat moved steadily forward.

Kronos zoomed even further and they saw a particularly ugly looking Viking who was very obviously the leader, Rollo. He was standing at the helm and then bent down and went underneath where there was a small overhang and Eos gasped as she saw Tasha/Thalia amongst several other slaves and women. She was tied up her hands bound behind her back and at the ankles, a kerchief tied around her mouth. She looked frightened, Eos thought.

Kronos zoomed out then and suddenly they saw another larger ship on the water in pursuit of the first ship. It was a much larger craft and Kronos zoomed in. They saw the warriors all lined up once again with their shields held the same as in the first craft. As Kronos zoomed in again they saw Leif Eriksson standing by the helm. He was speaking to two men. One was Bjorn, and the other was Ryden.

Bjorn and Ryden both said “Aye Captain,” and then both picked up their shields and joined the other warriors standing at the sides of the ship.

As the screen went blank Kronos said, “But in regards to getting Thalia back, it is a bit complicated.”

“Why?” Eos asked. “Just put in the coordinates and find her, and then we will go and rescue her and bring her back.”

“It is not that simple Goddess,” Kronos told her. “Greenland is an Island with many bodies of water surrounding it. The only reason I have been able to pinpoint days in Bjorn’s time is because Scout provided me the information previously, so I knew where to look.”

Eos sat down, and said, “So what are you saying? Surely you’re not saying we cannot retrieve my daughter?”

“No no, my dear, I am not saying that,” Kronos replied. “But it will take a little time to locate this other Viking clan. I haven’t any clue as to where or which direction they are heading. I know the Icelander’s settlement is on the Southwestern coast of the island. They might be heading for the land currently known as Canada, or they may sail around the tip of Greenland and head for Iceland, even Norway possibly. There are recorded events that say Leif Eriksson discovered the land known in present day earth as Newfoundland, or Vinland as he called it. But there are many directions the rogue’s could be traveling. I will have to use Scout and give him as much information about the clan and the area that I know of, which isn’t very extensive.”

“Kronos,” Eos said, “If the council should find out that Thalia has left her present day earthly host, they could rule the mission a failure you realize this?” Her face wore a frown, as she waited for his reply.

“Yes, but they will not find out, as you and I and Thalia are the only three that know,” he told her. “Which is exactly why this is more complicated. If it were not for that, once we found their coordinates, we could have used some of the deities such as Poseidon who might possibly could have used the ‘Kraken’ once again to terrorize the enemy.”

Eos’ eyebrows rose. “Using the Kraken would be disastrous, Kronos! After all, my daughter is on board ship!”

“Oh Poseidon has honed his powers since the golden age,” Kronos assured her. “He would never let that happen, she would be safe. But that’s neither here nor there,” he sighed, “for alas, we cannot let the other Gods in on this,” he said with finality. “Now excuse me Eos as I have much work to do,” he said. “I think it might be better for you if you return to your home and when I find out something I will contact you,” he told her.

Eos bade him farewell then and walked to the door but then turned and said, “Kronos, we have to get her back.”

Kronos could have swore he saw her eyes glimmer and said, “Rest assured Eos, we WILL get Thalia back otherwise the mission will be lost!”

Eos nodded and then went out the door as Kronos walked over and picked up Scout who was sitting by his computer machine. Scout’s face smiled at him and said, “Good evening Father and my creator, how can I assist you?”

Kronos said, “I am sending you on a time journey, a very important one, Scout and everything depends on you this time,” he told him as he slipped his disc like body into his machine.

He sat and pressed a button and Scout’s face appeared on the screen smiling at him. “I am ready Father,” he said.

Kronos started pressing buttons then, adding information, the little that he knew.