The Son Of Ragnar

Earlier that day back in Kattegat, things were looking quite good. King Askild had cemented his place as King and with the recent development that was worthy of praise and celebration.

Liv was pregnant with his child, Askild was going to be a father and have an heir to the throne of Kattegat. This was a miracle considering how long they had been trying and it was believed that she could not have a child either.

But all that was wrong, Askild was glad that this had happened as he could never have guessed it happening and the timing was fortunate too.

The gods were finally on his side and he relished it, Lagertha had also taken in and Askild couldn't help but read meaning into this.

For the gods to bless him, the path he has taken right to this very moment pleased them and this was why they blessed him with a child.

"I thank Odin for you, my love," Askild said with a smile, he couldn't believe that his fate was changing.

"I thank him too! The gods have finally heard our prayers," Liv exclaimed. Of course, there was no way to confirm that she was pregnant, all they had to rely on was the seer's prophecy that hinted at this possibility.

"King Askild, you have a visitor!" A man informed King Askild, who was in the throne room with his wife. He no longer hid the fact that he loved her, he was glad that he could show it so openly now without fear of it being used against him.

If anything, Liv strengthened him and Askild was beginning to understand the power behind a queen.

"Who is it?" Askild requested and the man hesitantly said.

"It is Ulf, my King," He informed Askild, Askild made it clear that he shouldn't be disturbed so why was Ulf here?

"Ulf? Let him in," Askild commanded, he knew that Ulf was an important piece in his puzzle, and he couldn't risk losing him. He had to keep him happy.

Ulf walked into the throne room and got on one knee to show his submission.

"What brings you here, Ulf?" Askild asked.

"King Askild, I didn't wish to disturb you but I wish to know when you will have me go to this place called Iceland?" Ulf inquired but Askild sighed the moment he heard this,

Ulf was becoming quite desperate and a little too ambitious for Askild's liking.

He was nothing like his brother and would never reach the heights that Ragnar had reached.

"I have told you to be patient, Ulf, I need to put certain things in place. I need to assemble a unit that is worthy of you," Askild said, trying to stroke Ulf's fragile ego but Ulf knew that Askild was stringing him along.

He simply smirked before getting up to his feet, this surprised Askild.

"I'm sorry to bother you, My King. I will be on my way now," Ulf said bluntly as he walked out.

He walked out of the throne room, looking disgusted with himself as it was clear that Askild was taking him as a joke.

"It is as I told you, isn't it?" A cloaked man whispered into Ulf's ear. Ulf clenched his fist in anger.

"You were right, King Askild doesn't view me as a warrior anymore," Ulf muttered.

"You know what you have to do, don't you?" The mysterious man asked.

"I know what to do," Ulf responded with a sinister grin on his face.

-

Vestfold was enjoying prosperity under Lagertha, Lagertha was glad that her husband had left her here.

She got acquainted with the people here and they all respected her.

The fact that she was so beautiful, even with her scar but Lagertha had an unexpected guest in the form of Aslaug.

Lagertha didn't know what she wanted but she welcomed her with open arms.

She knew that Aslaug had eyes for her husband but she wasn't threatened because she knew it would take more than a pretty face to sway her husband.

She wasn't a warrior and this was the one thing that Lagertha knew Ragnar valued in women even though this meant she would be softer than Lagertha as she had been sheltered from the cruel world that the battlefield provided.

"Lagertha, are you sure it is wise to keep her here?" Skarde asked but Lagerha only giggled in response to this.

"You forget I'm your Queen, Skarde." Lagertha reminded him and Skarde immediately cleared his throat as he readjusted his tone.

"I'm sorry! Forgive me Queen Lagerha," Skarde said, Lagertha liked that he didn't allow familiarity to get in the way of the respect that came with the title.

"I'm just messing with you, Skarde!" Lagertha said, laughing in the process.

"You have the same sense of humour as King Ragnar," Skarde said with a sigh but this didn't stop Lagertha's laughter.

They were soon joined by Aslaug in the throne room, Lagertha gave Skarde a knowing look and he got the nonverbal message.

He gave them the privacy they needed and Lagertha was left in the room with Aslaug.

Aslaug was injured for some unknown reason but she recovered quite fast, it wasn't anything serious but Lagertha knew she needed to know what happened.

"You should be resting lady Aslaug!" Lagertha exclaimed but Aslaug needed to see her urgently.

She didn't sustain any injuries and fainted due to exhaustion but what was she running from?

"I'm fine, I'm sorry for coming unannounced, Queen Lagerha…" Aslaug began, she had her face covered as usual.

But Aslaug needed to convey the desperation that came with the message she carried and for this sole purpose, she let down her veil. 

Lagertha now understood why men were all over her, this lady was gorgeous. Not only was her skin flawless but even in her exhausted state, she was still the most beautiful woman that Lagertha had laid eyes on but Lagertha had a duty to listen to her.

She nodded to give Aslaug the go-ahead.

"Queen Lagertha… My father is in danger!... No, my kingdom is in danger!" Aslaug spilled and Lagertha had a decision to make.