my fate is to rise

Víðarr · 11-20-2023, 03:16 PM

Víðarr has taken responsibility for her. They both have. They all have, to some extent, though many didn't know or understand the hows or the whos. They didn't need to. The viking king was content to keep her tucked away safe from the prying eyes. Especially with rambunctious yearlings around... no. He would keep her protected from any fuckery that they could get up to. She would have a quiet place to mourn, to heal. To recover. He'd do everything in his power.

Valtiel gets to her feet, and the viking king offers her a gruff scowl. A growl, too, builds in his throat. Territorial, not to be argued with. She was a guest in this home. More than a guest, she was a patient. Between the horror of his healer wife, and the healer of his gods who valued hospitality... no, it wouldn't do. The viking king makes himself large, holds himself tall. He takes up space. The assertion is clear. Simple, straightforward dominance, Víðarr reaches out to cover Val's muzzle with his own. It's a warning, a stern one. She would settle back down and wait while he made dinner.

"Víðarr"

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