《VIKING PRINCESS》Chapter Fourteen
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"Get up sister, we have arrived." She heard as she felt a kick to her leg. She opened her eyes to Ubbe. "Don't hit me." She said getting up.
He patted her head and smiled. She looked up at him with scowl "stop it." He then went off the boat. She was last but Hvitserk waited by the side to help her up. She nodded to him as he handed her a sword.
As they reached the hill she stopped. "Are we going to win?" She asked but Bjorn turned to her. "Why wouldn't we, Sister."
They made their way between their men and she was behind Bjorn. They all started to scream except her as she just wanted it over with. But when they ran she stayed back.
Then she ran and smiled as everyone was fighting. She had killed one man before it was over. They then took king Aelle and tied him to Ivars chariot. She smiled when they stopped in woods.
"Show us where my father died. Show us!" Bjorn yelled at the man after slapping him. She moved next to Sigurd. "Are you okay, dear?" She asked him as he nodded watching on.
They followed his eyes to a tree next to them. Bjorn started to move leaves with his foot then said "this is the place?"
Bjorn moves so the men could move the doors. As they moved Grace went to look over. Hvitserk went beside her to look as well as the others. "This is where our father was killed." Ivar said as Grace nodded to no one in particular.
"How much the little pigs grunt, when they hear how the old boar suffered." Bjorn said looking towards King Aelle. "How much gold and silver do you want to spare my life. Name your price. Anything. Anything!" Shouted King Aelle.
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Grace moved her head and looked at Hvitserk and let out a laugh. "You are mistaken. My father was worth more than gold and silver. That is not the price you must pay." Ivar said as Floki moved Sigurd out of the way.
He grabbed King Aelle by his shirt and forced him to the ground. Grace moved and took Sigurd by the arm and placed him behind her. "I've been told your god is a carpenter. And guess what? So am I." Floki said.
Floki got wood as they stayed in the forest. They put him on the piece of wood with his arms stretched out. Hvitserk and Sigurd holding down both his arms as Floki hammered his hands down.
Sigurd walked back towards Grace. "You did good, dear brother." She said with a smile as he nodded back. Bjorn ripped King Aelles shirt and took a blade that had been in fire and stabbed him.
He cut down his back and moved the flesh. Ubbe handed over his axe to Bjorn. Bjorn repeatedly stabbed the axe into Aelles back. When morning came they strung him up with his back exposed right where they father was killed.
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