The Son Of Ragnar



Tyr had just killed Ludvig and he was well aware that this would come with severe consequences as all they had to go by was their word. 

There was no concrete evidence even though he knew Rugalf would believe his daughter but this wouldn't be the case with his allies. 

The story could be twisted as anyone pleased and the fact that Rugalf overlooked their request to marry his daughter could trigger their innate bitterness. 

Estrid looked horrified, she began to panic because, at that moment, she was not thinking straight but Tyr was calm. 

This was not his first rodeo and he knew exactly what to do in such a situation. 

He learned his lesson over time about leaving behind evidence, so what would happen if Ludvig's body was never found? There would be no case. 

Tyr found out that his wife might be in danger after talking to the man that she had rejected in the past. 

He let slip information that Tyr had no business knowing and this included seeing her talking to the 'man that had her heart," that was exactly as he put it. 

But this was nothing to go on about, he also noted that the man seemed angry so whatever Estrid told him angered him but the most telling part of this story was him following Estrid. He ran his mouth but it was because of this that Tyr could figure out that Estrid might be in potential danger. 

"W-What are we going to do?" Estrid asked.

"Hahaha! Leave it to me but did he…." Tyr did not want to complete his sentence.

"No, you came before he could… You kept your promise…" Estrid said with a smile and the relief on Tyr's face was telling. 

"Go back downstairs and tell no one of this…" Tyr commanded her and Estrid nodded. 

She was a lot more submissive now because, at that moment, she realized that Tyr would truly do anything for her, this included killing the son of a King. 

Estrid did as he said and left the room with Tyr alone with the body, Tyr locked the door from inside so he would not be disturbed but he also knew he had a limited amount of time before people started asking questions.

This would be the secret that bound him and Estrid together for the rest of their life but Tyr was disgusted that someone would try something so disgusting on the day of his wedding because there was no way he would have gone scot-free if he carried out that act knowing how much Rugalf loved his daughter.

If it was just for sex then he could get it anywhere, it was strange that he would risk it all for a taste of Estrid. 

Tyr knew things were not adding up but now was not the time for frivolous thoughts, he needed to get rid of the body and with the place this packed, this was an impossibility.

Tyr needed to hide the body until the place cleared up otherwise things would go haywire if they found him carrying a King's son's corpse.

Even he could not escape such a dire situation so this was something he needed to worry about later. 

Tyr wrapped his body in a thick cloth and shoved it into a treasure-looking box that could luckily accommodate this body size due to its length and width but one could say that the broken limbs made it easier for Tyr to position him in it. This should do for now and this took no less than ten minutes before walking out of the room and back to where the crowd were. 

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Estrid had blended right back into the crowd, it was as if nothing happened so did this mean that she was that good an actress or the traumatic event did not affect her as much as they thought it did? 

All this could have been an act for Lagertha resented Erik for years but never did anything, to say the least until years after so maybe this was the case?

Salgard finally appeared, and everyone's attention turned to him. He was quite famous as he had fought some of these people when they were still enemies and emerged victorious and it was because of that victory that they agreed to Rugalf's proposal of an alliance as that way, they could keep ownership of their Kingdom without installing a foreign power like Vestfold suffered. 

The whispers became loud but Salgard was looking for someone, it was clear by his darting eyes as he looked at the empty seat beside Estrid. 

Tyr was nowhere to be found and Salgard found this suspicious bit luckily, Estrid caught on and interrupted her uncle before he could go look for Tyr. 

Salgard was not like the rest, he was unpredictable and had an unorthodox way of conducting himself. 

"Uncle!" Estrid greeted him as she appeared right in front of him. 

Salgard was surprised because they never really spoke as they both had no interest in each other's personal life. 

"Where is Tyr?" Salgard asked but Estrid played it cool. 

"How the hell am I supposed to know what that weirdo does with his time? He is probably in the toilet, he did look nauseous like he had eaten something bad…" Estrid brilliantly diverted Salgard's attention with a plausible lie.

"Did they let you in the kitchen?" Salgard asked with a raised brow and what made this even more insulting was Salgard was not joking. 

He meant these words exactly how she interpreted it but Estrid knew she had to leave on her mask for the duration of this conversation.

"Hahaha, very funny, I will tell him you are looking for him when I see him," Estrid said and this was enough to make Salgard back down as he walked away without saying another word but in the opposite direction of where he intended. 

She soon felt a hand around her shoulder, she did not need to look back to know it was Tyr. 

"Is it done?" Estrid questioned, she did not know what Tyr intended to do but she also knew the less she knew, the better. This was called Plausible Deniability.

"Is what done? I do not know what you are talking about," Tyr responded with a smile as he took the hand of his soon-to-be wife and walked into the crowd.