The Son Of Ragnar

Ulf was spent, his balls were empty and the room\'s stench changed to that of semen.

He could not believe how good Bergdis felt but the fantasy he held up in his mind was what helped him finish.

Bergdis was not conscious, that was to be expected considering the way Ulf had fucked her but with lust out of his eyes. His mind reprocessed the situation the moment his eyes glanced at the naked woman beside him.

It was not Lagertha, he jumped to his feet not because of this realization but rather because he had not seen Lagertha, even at the harbor.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ulf cussed his stupidity, he knew Ragnar would not forgive him if anything happened to his wife. No, he would not forgive himself.

Bergdis awoke thanks to the noise caused by Ulf, and she was curious where he was in a hurry but she also knew it was not in her place to ask.

Ulf rushed out, leaving Bergdis to wonder what was troubling him, she tried to stand up but her legs had not recovered from the sex session, and fell to the ground.

"I hope he visits again," Bergdis muttered under her breath, despite Ulf quite literally rearranging her insides.

-

Ulf was outside, and he noticed that guards were around, but what were they protecting him for?

"Get back inside Ulf, you should not be outside," A man said and Ulf instantly knew what this elaborate scheme was to keep him subdued in some other way.

He needed to find Lagertha and Bjorn, he did not care much for Tyr and because of that, he was not part of his priority.

"Get out of my way!" Ulf barked, and the guards noticed his aggression, gripping the hilt of their swords.

"I won\'t ask again, Ulf. Get back ins-!" Ulf did not have any weapon but he did not need one to take on these warriors, he had smashed the face of the guard in, breaking his nose in the process.

"Do you think you can hold me here?" Ulf asked, there was nothing but rage oozing from his voice, but they stood their ground. Not everyone had seen Ulf fight with his full strength but they were about to witness it.

"We do not need him! Kill him!" The man who had just broken his nose.

They quickly circled Ulf, cutting off his ability to escape but Ulf was unflinching.

"Do you think I won\'t kill you all? I will kill you, find your family and kill them too," Ulf threatened them and they all gave one another a questionable stare.

"Arrghh!" A warrior charged, trying to take stab Ulf right through his chest but Ulf spun elegantly, like a dancing willow to evade the attack right before jamming his elbow right in his enemy\'s face.

Ulf stood over him, he was a true menace and they knew it but he did not stop there.

Ulf stepped on his neck, choking him, he was the grim reaper at that moment and he was here to collect their souls.

Of course, the others did not just watch Ulf do as he pleased, another charged at him and Ulf ripped out his lungs with his bare hand before he could even swing his sword.

He was the brother of Ragnar, how stupid to think he was weak when he spent the majority of his time training.

Ulf did not plan to beat them and leave them unconscious. No, he planned to kill them all to send a strong message to Birger. One thing Ulf did not joke with was Lagertha\'s safety breaking the neck of the man beneath his feet.

"I will ask only once, where is Lagertha?"

-

Liv whimpered, cried, and asked the gods to save her but everything fell on deaf ears, for she could not even speak.

She was paying for the sins of her husband with her body but Birger watched blankly.

Something was missing, there was an important component that made this incomplete.

"Pause…." Birger instructed the men that were far too eager to get started.

Lagertha looked at him, she prayed that this was Birger\'s way of instilling fear in their hearts because it worked.

He stared blankly at Lagertha and the only thing that came to her mind from looking into his eyes was not a pretty thought.

"You are not meant to be sitting on that chair…" Birger said, face palming himself upon realizing that he had got it set up all wrong but beneath his palm was a smiling face.

"Liv, think of this as a preview. Do not worry, I do not plan on killing you after all this is over. I am hoping the experience will make you do it yourself." Birger\'s tone was sadistic.

Snapping his fingers, the men that were positioned on the bed came off of it just as fast as they climbed it.

"Yes, Askild has to watch this," Birger said but he was not stupid enough to bring Askild here, Askild had to remain in his cage so he planned to take Liv to him.

"Take her," Birger instructed the men and one of the bulky men threw her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing as they left but Birger assigned a man named Reidar to see to it that nothing inhibits this task.

Birger noticed that Lagertha wanted to speak and granted her that grace.

"What are you going to do to her!?" Lagertha questioned Birger, who raised a brow in return.

"Me? I am not that vile Queen Lagertha. I think what you meant to ask is what they intend to do," Birger said, laying on the bed. He was not going to follow them because he had work to be done with Lagertha, and there was no one that

"I will cut the web of lies Askild has built this kingdom upon. I wonder how Asger would react if he learns the King he has sworn his life to is protecting the monster that destroyed his world…" Birger was speaking to himself at this point. Meanwhile, Lagertha was using her ring to slowly cut her bind while he was lost in his monologue.

"I am almost there…." She thought to herself, she was not just watching Liv in silence, she was enacting her escape.