── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❞𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆.❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀.;⠀e̶i̶n̶a̶r̶
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐚

the last king of the saxons. forced to live as a northman. an original character crafted for the vikings verse. SL's | banter.

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝑻𝒐𝒓𝒂. @desiredrevenge]

.@alostcrown

[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
fully numb to a worrying degree.
so, for now he also pushed the hate aside. if his prayers had meant anything, this woman was his only chance to safe him.
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
the boredom. the former king closed his eyes.

after some time, he wouldn't be able to tell how long. it was tora's voice breaking his light sleep.

he opened his eyes, neck aching from the position he had been in.

"not too well."

his mouth was dry, his arm had gone +
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
like these chains allow me to."

richard choked out just a moment before she was gone. hands moving together as he started to quietly say his prayers.
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
wall once more, it felt like the way he had earlier met the ground had ripped open a wound again, he felt the warmth of blood on his back. a feeling he had gotten used to, almost.

looking back at her, he nodded his head. yet found her statement quite stupid.

"it's not +
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
should work faster as it seems."

he managed to speak through gritted teeth.
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
her sudden threat changed that. it was good to know they were still alive but how high were the chances it would stay that way anyway.

just when he was about to say something, he felt a sting going through his shoulder again. another groan leaving his lips.

"your gods +
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
about it.

maybe death would be merciful. but he wasn't raised like that. he was raised to be strong, to be a knight and he couldn't forget that no matter how bad it might seemed to be.
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
destined to live or to finally meet his lord in heaven.

"do whatever your false gods tell you."

richard eventually spoke. it's not like he was in the position to hold her back from anything anyway. whatever was happening now was in her hands and he hated everything +
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
to waste a life on me?"

there shouldn't be more people dying because of him. it didn't matter if animal or human, it didn't matter if christian or heathen. this was just a sick practice.
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
he didn't know about how much more behind they were. well, surely they must be behind.

the frown soon turned into his eyes widening. a sacrifice? this now was something he had heard about. these heathens didn't stop murdering, not even under their own people.

"you want +
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
even safe it."

this time he was the one mocking, only imaging how much it must displeased her to have to take care of him.
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[── 𝐄𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. @alostcrown]

@desiredrevenge ⠀
proved to him again that those heathens were rotten to the core.

chuckling slightly as she spoke about cleaning his wounds, he arched a bow. his expression challenging.

"right, your gods told you that you can't let my flesh rot off my bones. seems like you have to +
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