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Osferth isn't a monk. Not really. Not anymore. Not since he joined Uhtred's band of misfit warriors to fight for a cause he didn't believe in. But a lot of those ideas stuck around in his head, all of the Latin engrained in his mind. He could recite every scrap of the Bible and every lesson he had ever been taught.
So he knows. He knows he shouldn't look at her the way he does. Not because he looks at her with lust, God no. It's worse than that. Because she's a pagan. A Dane. He's spent his life killing Danes and for some reason, she's always there killing Danes alongside him.
Valdis doesn't talk a lot. But she wakes up in terror sometimes and only the whispered words of their shared language from Sihtric can calm her down. Uhtred says that she doesn't need to talk a lot because she kills like no other woman Osferth had ever seen. She kills like she's running from something.
Osferth hopes one day that she'll be able to speak enough Saxon to tell her what she's running from.
