You run like your life was depending on it, feeling adrenaline rushing through your body like nothing before. Despite you heard the violence around you, within you everything was completely silence while finding your way to the great hall. It was the only thing you wanted to do, getting to the great hall, getting to your husband who would keep the both of you safe. It wasn't much, still you supported your belly against whatever was hunting you down. You turned around the corner, seeing his clenched teeth as he killed one of the intruders. You wanted to call out but the loss of breath surprised you when somebody wrapped a hand before your mouth. You started screaming, looking to Halfdan who was so heated in his fight. 'Look good woman, the next time you see him it won't be with good news.' A man whispered in your ear. Your eyes started to fill with tears. Why did Harald had to provoke them, why was Halfdan always the one suffering under it.

Even after hours the panic didn't leave you. You felt so hollow, so empty, so not existent. The only thing that framed your eyes where those men and what they did, the pain they caused when they kicked you to the ground, the loss they made when they tear your clothes apart and raped you. It did nothing with you but only looking in front of you over the water. They left you here, on this spot, hardly clothed and with hours between there attack and the loss of your child. No tears, nothing. Until a sound ripped your attention away from that water, looking with thick swollen eyes over your shoulder. 'Brother!' Harald yelled. You looked at the man, the man you would hate for the rest of your life, this was his fault, because of him you lost everything. You closed the blanket more around you, ignoring the pain in your belly as you shifted a little. The soft running steps through the sand made your eyes a little blurry with tears until he fell on his knees aside you. 'My love.' His hands where blooded while he touched your face, tilting your head to look you in the eyes. 'I wasn't fast enough.' You whispered. All what you saw of ruthlessness drained out of his face, leaving an emptiness of emotions while he tried to measure your condition. 'I couldn't protect,' you sobbed, looking to the slight confusion before his eyes looked down over your hardly covered body. You answered his expressions. Halfdan didn't breath out, he slowly clenched his teeth before he got up and turned to his brother, smacking him right in the sand. 'This is your fault!' He shouted. He sounded so angry, so lost in his temper that you thought he would kill Harald right here on the spot. 'Halfdan.' You begged. He always was so sensitive to your emotions that his eyes turned right your way. That axe rested against Harald his throat, one slice, not more would it take for one brother to kill the other. But he didn't, he turned back to you and he lifted you up in his arms, in the safety you were looking for but couldn't reach before.

'I wasn't fast enough.' You repeated, torn between your anger and sadness for the loss of your unborn child. With an arm of him wrapped before your chest, your head resting against his shoulder, you finally started to realize. 'If I just,' 'Y/n.' He interrupted you. You had never heard him this vulnerable before, the way he stroke your hair. 'Nothing is your fault, I couldn't reach you in time, I should have fought harder but,' he took a deep breath, keeping your tighter. 'The only thing I am the gods thankful for is that they didn't took you to. You are alive, you are hear. There are enough other moments to be happy, for now you will never leave my sight.' He whispered in his own grief. You rested your hand on the emptiness underneath your skin. 'Don't leave me again.' You begged, haunted by the memories, now and forever.