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The leader of the Heathen Army, the cripple son of Ragnar Lothbrok came into the room, crawling. He didn't seem pissed off and Violet thought how of a piece of shit could he be so it didn't hurt him what she have done with his people. He approached, and then he was looking at her. His eyes were unpredictable, but she knew better. That bastard was impressed.
"What is your name, sajon girl?" Violet was staring, but didn't reply
"Who thaught you how to fight like that?" How does he even know english? she thought to herself. If looks could kill, he would be dead.
He took out a knife he had in his clothes and her heart stopped for a moment. She started to sweat and looking at him horrified.
The cripple came closer so he could cut in her shoulder. God, it did hurt. She really wanted to scream and cry.
His breath was hiting her shoulder as the blood came out, and his lips touched the cut, cleaning all of it with his lips. Violet wanted to cry and yell mercy but nothing came out of her mouth. It was too late.
"I perhaps will consider let you live if you answer me, little sajon" he whispered in her ear, as he savored her blood.Series
- Part 1 of Vikings