#lord vitomir

[bumblesimagines]

Under The Moonlight

Part 13

Request: Yes or No

A lil short! Chapters may come out a bit slower as I've got some stuff going on this week

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"These are letters, not runes. When put together they create words and sentences, just like when we speak. These words are in English, see? And these-" Leif pulled his finger away from the page and reached for another book, setting it on his thigh and flipping it through it before stopping on a page with new letters on them. They appeared more fluid and had more shape to them than the English letters. "-are in Arabic. Mariam speaks this language. She's teaching me how to understand it."

"So these letters are different from the others because they are different languages?"

"Yes, very good." 

Humming softly, (Y/N) took the leather book from Leif's hands and placed it on his own lap, finger running over the words on the page. "How many languages can Mariam speak?" He asked, lifting his head to look over at the woman. Leif had set up a rug from her some distance away so she could pray. He explained she had to pray at a certain hour while facing a certain direction. During prayer, she'd wrap her head in a cloth and chant softly under her breath before moving down to her knees and bowing her head. 

"She speaks many languages. Greek and Latin among them." Leif answered, closing the book in Arabic and placing it among the others. He took out a round metal disk and showed it to him. (Y/N) had seen Leif fiddling with it a few times, holding it still and seeing where the small arrow pointed. (Y/N) gently pulled on the arrow with his fingertip, humming softly when it bobbed back into place. It always pointed in the same direction.

"I never thought of you as a scholar, Leif." Harald chuckled softly as he came to a stop beside them, curiously looking down at the disk in his hand. Leif offered it to Harald and smiled when the prince inspected it closely. 

"I never thought of you as a fur trader, but here we are." Harald chuckled and handed it back to Leif, stepping back when the older Greenlander rose to his feet. He took the books and secured them in a bag before looking over the ropes keeping spare luggage and the sled tied to the boat. Harald extended his hand toward (Y/N), offering a small smile and helping him up. (Y/N) murmured thanks and took the bag from Leif, heading toward the ladder and climbing up onto the boat where Lord Vitomir, his servant, Kurya, and Gestr were at. Lord Vitomir's servant glared at Gestr, lips slightly curled back in disgust. 

Suddenly, an odd sound echoed around them, sounding almost like an animal call and causing a soft rumbling. Kurya perked up at the sound of it and tensed, craning his neck to hear more closely as the others shared confused looks. The horses began to whine and tug lightly on their reins, shuffling around on their feet. (Y/N) stepped closer to the edge of the boat, looking down at the ice where the sound seemed to come from.

"What is that noise?" 

"It is the ice talking," Kurya answered the servant as the rumbling got harder, shaking small rocks and snow on the ice. "It has begun to crack and melt. We must get moving." He urged, standing up with his wooden stick and tapping it lighting across the ground as he walked. 

"Careful." (Y/N) whispered, watching Kurya step up and tuck his stick under his armpit, carefully grabbing the top of the ladder and making his way down. (Y/N) leaned over the edge and watched him use the stick to guide him, calling out to Harald and Leif. Taking an axe, Leif made some distance from the boat before hitting the ice to create a small hole. 

"What are they doing?"

Glancing back at the servant, (Y/N) cleared his throat. "Checking how far the ice has melted. It will get thinner and thinner as time goes by. Even then, we must tread carefully. Some spots will grow thinner and weaker than others. Be careful where you step from now on." (Y/N) advised and the young man nodded repeatedly, nearly knocking his hat off his head. 

"I will." He assured, face flushing lightly as he caught his hat in time. Some strands of blonde hair slipped out and he quickly tucked them back in, nose scrunching when Lord Vitomir called him back and lightly stomped his foot with raised brows. The servant hurried back to the man and appeared to get a scolding when Lord Vitomir leaned over toward his ear.

With the fright of the ice breaking and news of a dangerous ice dam, Harald got everyone situated back on the boat and they continued forward for the day until night began to fall and everyone unloaded to sleep on the bank of the river. (Y/N) could sense the fear and anticipation. (Y/N) didn't blame them. Getting on the boat with the knowledge it could break and slip into the water where they'd be unable to move it made him queasy. Even more so with the potential of a wall of ice descending upon them at any second. The next morning they got their belongings back on the ship and Harald agreed it'd be best for most to walk on foot to keep a load off the boat. 

The snowy bank around them had drawn closer, making the river narrower. A sign they were getting closer to the lake, and with no signs of Pechenegs yet. Kaysan walked alongside the horses, guiding them whilst chatting with Cadlin. They shared smiles and lingering looks, glancing at the other often and laughing more. Luckily for the two, Gestr didn't appear to be the observant type. He'd been more interested in Lord Vitomir and his riches, constantly eyeing his chest of belongings and attempting to get on his good side. 

"What did you say to me, boy?" (Y/N) turned his head in time to see Gestr slap Lord Vitomir's servant across the face, knocking the shorter man to the ground. Taking out his whip, Gestr raised it but before he could strike the servant with it, Lord Vitomir got in his way, hissing lowly at him and shoving him back. "Control your slave or I will teach him the lessons you have failed to!" Gestr spat, angrily sticking his whip away and grumbling under his breath. He lifted his head with a huff and made eye contact with the Greenlander, holding it when (Y/N) approached him.

"Threaten someone else again and I'll drown you myself." (Y/N) murmured lowly and Gestr swallowed. Any remarks died in his throat and when he looked away in defeat, (Y/N) turned around and walked away, nodding to the servant when he sent him a small smile despite his reddening cheek. 

The peace didn't last long forever, as the boat suddenly lurched forward and then sunk slightly. The horses rose onto their back legs and whined, huffing and moving around as Kaysan tried calming them. A quick jog to the other side of the boat showed him the problem. Ice had broken, just as predicted, but luckily not enough to completely sink the boat. Harald assessed the problem and sighed, motioning to the bags tied to the sled. 

"Kaysan and Batu, go get us logs. Dorn, Cadlin, mind the horses. Everyone else, try to lighten the load." Harald called out instructions and stepped forward, careful to avoid putting pressure on the side of the boat. He tossed bags back toward (Y/N) until only the sled remained below.

(Y/N) went through the items in the bags, tossing out anything they wouldn't need to survive while the others were sent off to collect wood. Once enough had been collected, they stuck the sturdy logs underneath the boat and into the water, hoping to elevate the boat enough to push it forward. With the logs secured, (Y/N) grabbed one of the logs and held onto it until Harald called out an order, pushing down on the log as hard as possible. Dorn and Cadlin pulled on the reins of the horses, encouraging them to pull the boat forward. Leif, Batu, Kaysan, and Harald pulled down on the logs while everyone else- minus Mariam and Kurya- pushed the sled forward. The boat began to rise but it proved futile with everyone exhausted. The boat collapsed back down and Harald groaned in displeasure.

"Again!"

"Harald, the horses need to rest." Batu objected.

"We cannot stop! Once night falls, the river will freeze again and the sled will be trapped. Let's try again!" Harald ordered and everyone begrudgingly tried again. The boat rose again and it almost worked, but one of the logs snapped in half. Harald and Leif nearly fell on the ground with their log and Harald cursed softly. "Kaysan, get us a new log-"

"We need to rest." Leif breathed, soft pants escaping him.

With Leif's order to rest, Batu checked on the horses and gave them fresh water. Harald stalked away, in both anger and disappointment, collapsing down on a small hill overlooking the bank. (Y/N) stared after him and sighed, rubbing a gloved finger on the bridge of his nose and stepping toward the sled to take a seat. Mariam approached him with a gentle smile, smoothing the underside of her dress as she sat beside him. 

"I have seen the way Harald looks at you, looks for you." She said softly, folding her hands in her lap and looking toward the others when they sat down in front of the boat to rest. 

"We have known each other for a while now. He just... respects me."

"He respects Leif, but he does not look at him the way he does you. I see it, (Y/N). There's something between you and him. A... A longing and much regret. Guilt. It is not my place nor my business, but I care for your brother and I've come to care for you. What has happened?" Mariam spoke softly and looked back at him, smiling and placing her hand over his. For a moment, (Y/N) felt as if he were speaking to his mother and a breathy chuckle escaped him. 

"A lot... A lot has happened. I did not intend to become close to Harald when I first met him. He has betrayed the trust I put in him twice and even though it was with good intentions, I... I cannot bring myself to forget it. I was harsh last time we spoke in private and he has given me the space he believes I need which... counts for something, right? I do not know anymore. What I feel for him has not disappeared but it has changed. I trust him and I care for him. Though, I cannot say for certain he'll save me in exchange for the crown if it came to it. Even if he did, he'd hesitate. I do not want that love. I want someone who wouldn't think twice." 

"Have you expressed this to him?"

"You've seen Harald. If it isn't something he wants to hear, he'll brush it off or stomp away like a child." (Y/N) murmured and lightly shook his head. Mariam laughed softly before cupping her hand over her mouth and coughing. (Y/N) frowned, watching her cough a bit more and regain her composure as if it hadn't happened. 

"Yes, I've seen Harald and his childish nature. I've also seen him be a leader, a friend, and a kind man. Sometimes, men like him, need a push in the right direction. It is up to you whether you wish to push him or not. Because if you don't, there are plenty of others on this Earth who will give you the love you believe you deserve. Harald may be one of them, he just hasn't shown it in. But you shouldn't need to wait around for it to show itself. I've seen many people wait for their lovers to give them what they deserve and they've ended up waiting for years. You must think about yourself and your heart." Mariam wrapped her arm around his shoulder, pressing her cold lips to his temple and smiling sweetly. (Y/N) sighed and returned the smile.

They sat together in silence until Harald and Leif returned with more wood. This time, they slipped some logs near the side of the sled above the water before sticking another log into the ice. (Y/N) resumed his position by his log with Kaysan, waiting for Harald's order. When it came again, he pushed down on the log as hard as he could, hearing the others grunt and groan in effort. The boat creaked and the horses whined and they kept pushing until the boat slipped forward, sliding on the logs and out of the water. Excited cheers broke out and hugs were exchanged. Harald wrapped his arms around (Y/N), holding him tightly against his cheek and laughing. 

"Come on, we should get ready," Harald called and grinned at (Y/N) before jogging forward to get things out of the way and put the leftover belongings on board.

(Y/N) licked his lips and hummed softly, moving his thoughts onto the task at hand and checking on the horses. He made his way to the boat where Leif set up the ladder, watching the Kurya and the girls head up onto the boat. (Y/N) paused when he heard a soft squish and looked down, noticing his wet boot. His eyes drifted onto the water slipping down, not from the boat or the hole but from a different direction. Leif and Kaysan followed his line of sight, brows furrowing and heads turning to identify where the water could be flowing from. But their unspoken questions were answered.

"The ice dam has broken!" Harald hollered, pulling everyone's attention toward the back. Water began rounding the corner, moving slow enough to give them some time but fast enough to get everyone rushing. "Release the horses! Cut the boat free!"

Running toward the horses, (Y/N) and Batu undid the reins and chains keeping the horses tethered to the boat as the others worked on getting the boat free of the sled. Pushing on the bums and clicking their tongues, they got the horses to move. Most of them headed toward the treeline and toward safety, a relief for Batu. Kaysan helped get the last few moving before a scream caught (Y/N)'s attention. He turned back and spotted Lord Vitomir attempting to pull his servant out of some broken ice. The dam fast approached them, carrying wood and chunks of snow along with the water. 

"Harald!" (Y/N) called back to the prince and Harald snapped his head in his direction, eyes widening at the sight. 

"I'll help them! Get on the boat!" He ordered, dropping some rope and running toward Lord Vitomir and the servant. (Y/N) ensured the others got onboard the boat first before climbing up the ladder, moving toward the back, and peering over to look for Harald. Harald picked up the drenched servant and moved toward the boat but the ice broke under Lord Vitomir, plunging him into the water. Harald stopped and looked back at the man but the calls for him made him continue forward. He reached the boat, lifting the servant- a young woman rather than a man- up to (Y/N) and Batu. Everyone got the oars into place and Leif secured the steering oar, glancing back as Harald was pulled onboard. 

"Father!" The woman screamed and stared in horror as Lord Vitomir disappeared beneath the water and debris. The boat lurched forward from the force and she stumbled backward, falling into (Y/N)'s chest and grabbing tightly onto his arms when he held her steady. Once the boat stabilized against the rushing water, Brigtoc grabbed a fur blanket and brought it to her, handing it off to (Y/N) so he could wrap it around her.

"Come, you must sit and get warm." (Y/N) said quietly and took her away from the side of the boat. She slumped on the seat, tears filling her eyes and slipping down her cheeks. She stared forward, whether in shock or defeat, and sobbed softly, her body trembling. (Y/N) rubbed the sides of the sides of her arms, hoping the warmth and furs would get her dry before she could fall ill. Mariam stepped toward them and placed a hand on his back, waiting for him to get out of the way so she could sit with the girl and hold her comfortingly.

Moving to stand beside Harald, he glanced back at her. "You couldn't save them both, Harald."

"She called him father... Who knows if she has any family left." Harald whispered, looking down at the water, searching for a glimpse of Lord Vitomir. (Y/N) placed a hand on his arm and lightly squeezed it, offering Harald a small smile.

"She may have family in Constantinople. We must look out for her until then." 

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[jens-holland]

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#valhalla spoilers

[bumblesimagines]

Under The Moonlight

Part 14

Request: Yes or No

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Mountains and forests stretched out on either side of the large lake, rich and covered in luscious green. Winter had begun releasing its vicious claws on the land. The days became warmer, the snow melted faster, and there were more sightings of animals. Spring would soon settle in nicely, providing relief from the freezing nights and numbing snow. A welcome season for them all. Especially with the prospect of fishing and plants blossoming. More food, more comfort. 

But while the first signs of spring had lifted everyone's moods, (Y/N) found himself thinking of something else. Of someone else. His sister. 

The last time he'd seen Freydis had been months ago when her belly became noticeable. He remembered how long it had taken for his younger brothers to be born, and if his line of thought was correct, it meant Freydis had likely had her child by now. He smiled at the thought of his sister being a mother. She'd always been a natural with children, but she'd never shown any interest in having her own. Though, there was always the knowledge that many mothers passed during childbirth. He could only pray to Freya that she had kept Freydis safe and strong during her labor. 

"It is beautiful out here." He turned his eyes away from the ripples in the dark water and onto the woman beside him. Eleana, the daughter of the late Lord Vitomir. After the passing of Lord Vitomir, Mariam explained that the man had his daughter pose as a boy to grant her safe passage to Constantinople. And seeing how Gestr eyed her now, he'd been right in doing so. Eleana kept to herself on most days, speaking either with (Y/N) or Mariam, occasionally with the other girls and Harald. But she primarily stuck to (Y/N). He couldn't tell if she merely trusted him more or clung to him since he'd been the first face she'd looked at after losing her father.

"It is... peaceful. But the quiet leaves you alone with your thoughts." (Y/N) said quietly and she nodded, her thumb running back and forth over a line in the wood. She sighed quietly and longingly looked back in the direction they came from. Before (Y/N) could attempt to provide some words of comfort, the boat jerked and shook lightly, a scraping sound coming from underneath them.

"We hit something!" Kaysan hollered and Leif tore himself from his spot beside Mariam, rushing to the front of the boat and peering over the side as Kaysan held the bobbling rudder. 

"The rudder is broken!" Leif called, briefly turning to look at Harald. "Lower the sail!" 

Doing as instructed, Harald and Batu got the sail lowered before watching Leif for any other instructions. Leif and Kaysan held the steering rudder together, directing the boat toward land so they could properly check the damages done. (Y/N) strode across the boat and picked up some rope, waiting for Kaysan to hop down onto the grass and put down wood in the dirt so he could toss the rope and get the boat tied safely. Once done, (Y/N) climbed over the ledge with Harald and Leif, landing on the grass with a soft thud. Leif and Harald stepped into the shallow water, picking up the small pieces of wood floating around. The others gathered around on the boat to watch the men.

"We need a metal band to hold it together," Leif explained, reaching into the cold water and checking the damages underneath the rudder.

"Can you fix it?" Harald asked, tossing the pieces of wood aside. 

"Without a forge, no." 

"There is one in Kodak." Kurya piped up. "It is a day by water, but reachable over the mountain in a few hours." 

"Leif, (Y/N), and I will go then." Harald spoke and helped Leif detach the broken rudder from the boat, carefully setting it on the grass and climbing back onto the bank. 

"Do they have a market? Perhaps we can all go." Eleana proposed as she toyed with the ends of her braid, her eyes occasionally flickering over to (Y/N). 

Shaking his head, Harald wiped his wet hands on his pants and looked back at the blonde. "No. You must watch the boat and be alert. It is dangerous on shore." He told her. Eleana frowned and sighed again, pushing herself off the side of the boat and disappearing out of view for a moment as Batu and Gestr got the platform set up so they could walk on and off the boat with ease. Eleana reappeared with a bow and a quiver full of arrows. She carefully walked down the platform and offered the bow to (Y/N).

"Be careful."

"I will." (Y/N) smiled reassuringly, slipping the bow over his shoulder and placing his hand on her shoulder to squeeze it gently. Harald stared at them with furrowed brows, exchanging a glance with Leif but the older Greenlander merely shrugged and climbed back on the boat to collect his axe.

(Y/N) nodded to Eleana once Harald and Leif were ready before turning around to begin their trek through the forest and over the mountain. Birds chirped and fluttered around, flying into their nests where softer squeaks and chirps could be heard. They'd hear the occasional rustle of an animal moving through the brush and the distant sound of animal calls. Noises that had disappeared during winter due to the cold and scarcity of food. Now, the forest felt lively and full. The wilderness offered much to those who survived its trials and tests. Harald couldn't see that. He knew how to hunt and camp but he belonged in cities and villages. 

The hours went by quicker than expected and they arrived at Kodak, or rather what was left of Kodak. The market that once likely held many things now had nothing but whispers and memories. Things had been burned down, notable by the charred wood and ashes scattered around. Seeing as there was no smoke or the smell of burning wood, (Y/N) could assume whatever group had raided and destroyed the market had done so days prior.

"We should be quick about this. The people who did this may return." 

"(Y/N)'s right." Leif agreed, nodding as he looked over the debris and rubble with a small frown. "We will need to find metal if the forge still remains standing." He told them, walking deeper into the desolate market in search of the forge.

(Y/N) hummed softly in acknowledgment, looking over the remains of the market. It appeared big and housed many merchants. Anything of value had been likely stolen or burned. (Y/N) listened to Harald and Leif rummage through the wood, collecting any metal they could get their hands on. (Y/N)'s interest, however, shifted to the small dock near the market overlooking the shimmering lake. He glanced back at the other two, spotting them by the still intact forge.

With them occupied and working, (Y/N) approached the dock and stepped on it, careful to avoid the areas where the planks were missing. The sound of crackling fire and hammering of metal filled the air, disturbing the peace of the scenery. 

Tilting his head up toward the vibrant blue sky, (Y/N) closed his eyes and whispered a prayer for Freydis. For her and her child. For a safe delivery. And for them to have a safe passage to Constantinople. The sharp cry of a raven flying overhead interrupted his prayer but it only made him grin and peer up at the dark bird. Allfather had acknowledged his prayer. At least the Gods still watched over them. He inhaled the fresh air as twigs and leaves crunched behind him, arms soon slipping around his waist and pulling him against a strong chest. 

"I miss you," Harald whispered, his beard brushing against the back of (Y/N)'s ear. His rough hands found (Y/N)'s, enveloping them and holding them gently. "And I am thankful you have remained by my side through this journey. I understand if you are still upset. I... I know I needed to hear those words. My mother always told me I can be... stubborn."

"That's one word for it." (Y/N) muttered and Harald chuckled, lips pressing against his temple. (Y/N) stared forward at the water. His chest twisted and turned with feelings he couldn't identify. 

"(Y/N), I am aware we can never be like this in front of others but... I still wish to be yours and for you to be mine. When I retrieve my fleet and take the throne, I will have enough riches to prove I am a suitable and capable husband. I can provide your family with as much coin as they desire. They will not have to live out in harsh lands and will have a full belly each night." Harald spoke softly, looking out at the forest across the river. (Y/N)'s brows furrowed slightly and he shook his head, slipping out of Harald's hold and facing him. 

"My family survives well enough. Greenland is our home. The cold, the danger... is part of who we are. We do not care for riches. I do not care for riches. You have done enough to prove yourself capable of caring for a family, Harald. You do not need a fleet or a crown to prove that. You are a warrior and a good hunter. That is enough for anyone. Only nobles would care about how much coin one has. The fact you are not king has nothing to do with your capability. Your arrogance does. Your pride does. It is not your stubbornness that makes you undesirable. You care about riches and power and you cannot accept anything but those things. You need those things. I was happy in the wilderness, even if all we had was a cabin. Yes, I saw how each day you grew more dislike for it but I thought you'd adapt to it. I know now that... you were not made for the type of life I wish to have. And I was not made to be in a court."

Swiping his tongue over his lips, Harald swallowed and stepped forward, taking (Y/N)'s hands into his. "I enjoyed our time at the cabin because you were there. You may find court enjoyable after you see what it is like. Warm food, the finest clothes, a proper bed. You do not know what it is like yet. You have proven you can adapt to changes. I love that about you. I love you." Harald smiled, bringing (Y/N)'s hands to his lips. But when (Y/N) only stared at him with watery eyes, his smile began to crumble.

"I care about you." (Y/N) whispered, voice nearly cracking. Harald's face fell and he shakily exhaled. "I care about you, Harald. I wish to help you and-"

"You do not love me anymore?" 

"Harald-"

I have made mistakes but I am going to fix them. The riches, the power. I can give it all to you. I-I want to support you and help you and care for you. I cannot do that like this. I am nothing right now. But when we arrive at Constantinople, I will be someone. I will give you whatever you ask for, (Y/N). I promise you that. I will earn back your love-"

"You want to buy my love, Harald. All you think about is that throne. All you think about is coin. All you care about is-is..." (Y/N) trailed, ripping his hand from Harald's and scoffing softly as the tears flooded his eyes. Wiping away the tears when they slipped down his cheeks, (Y/N) sniffled and shook his head. "You cannot seem to understand this so I will speak clearly. I did not care for your royal blood when I fought with you or feasted with you or shared your bed. I did not care about how rich you were. I fell in love with you because you were kind and loyal and showed strength. I fell in love with who you were. Your titles and power had nothing to do with it. But I am sure some noblewoman will care about those things and you will be able to buy her affection with whatever riches you obtain." 

"I do not-"

"I promised to help you so I will. But once that is done, I will return home to Greenland, with or without my brother." (Y/N) stated firmly and wiped away the last of his tears. With a weight off his shoulders, he brushed past Harald and walked off the dock, approaching Leif who watched them with a grimace.

Ignoring the quiet questions from his brother, (Y/N) checked the metal they had created and motioned for them to head back. Harald silently joined them a few minutes later and they headed back through the forest and over the mountain. A newfound tension settled with the three and no matter how many times Leif tried to speak with either man, it remained.

But the silence didn't last long when (Y/N) approached the tree line and abruptly stopped, forcing Leif and Harald to nearly topple him over. 

"There are men." (Y/N) whispered, drawing an arrow from his quiver and getting his bow ready. Some of the men had been killed but four remained. One held Mariam with a knife to her throat while the other two restrained Kurya. The last one staggered behind the first man appearing injured. Aiming at the man holding Mariam, he released the arrow when Harald and Leif charged forward. The man collapsed to the ground as Harald took out two men and Leif buried an axe in the back of the last one. (Y/N) quickly joined them, heading up the platform and checking on the disheveled Eleana. She wrapped her arms around him and panted softly, the medallion around her neck pressing against him. 

"I own you! This is my boat and they are my property!" Gestr's voice roared and (Y/N) turned to look at the tied-up man. Brigtoc, Dorn, and Cadlin held him still as he squirmed and yelled. Batu swallowed thickly and lifted his arm, offering his blade to Dorn. She took it and glared back at Gestr, driving the blade into him. Cadlin went next, stabbing his shoulder blade and listening to him cry out in pain. Finally, Brigtoc took the blade and gave the killing blow to his neck. The three girls panted and let him slump over, glaring down at his body. 

"We have to reattach the rudder," Leif breathed, turning away and walking toward the wooden piece laying on the grass. (Y/N) climbed down into the boat, untying the deceased man before nodding for Batu to help. Together, the two tossed Gestr overboard and into the flowing water before doing the same to the other man onboard. Kaysan took care of the men on shore, similarly tossing the bodies into the water. 

"Kaysan, go collect the food they had on their horses." (Y/N) called down to him, watching the fighter nod and jog over to the horses. Eleana climbed down into the boat and stepped forward toward him, glancing over at Kurya. 

"Kurya's the brother of the Khan. There's apparently a bounty on his head." Eleana revealed. Raising her hand, she touched the sun-shaped medallion she had kept hidden underneath her shirt. Moving closer, she leaned in toward his ear. (Y/N)'s gaze flickered to Harald who watched them with a frown. "And I am to be the Emerpeor of Constanipole's new wife."

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They traveled for a while before stopping again at the Dnipro River. The land was rich and Mariam had pointed out the soil was perfect for planting. Without the presence of Gestr, the red-haired girls had become more open and sociable, laughing and smiling more without the fear of being harmed looming over them. Cadlin and Kaysan's relationship had notably blossomed into romance. With everyone occupied at their camp, Harald had asked the Greenland brothers to accompany him to the waterfall they'd have to go down once they got moving again. (Y/N) and Harald acted courteously with each other but the tension remained. 

Nearing the rushing water, (Y/N) could hardly hear his own thoughts over the roar of the waterfall. He stepped closer to the ledge, debating moving further but a hand caught his and held it. Looking back at Harald, the prince shook his head and spoke but his words were drowned out by the sound of the water. (Y/N) tilted his head at him and Harald chuckled in defeat, keeping his fingers around (Y/N)'s wrist and standing beside him. 

"It's a long drop," Harald spoke loudly in an attempt to get his voice to carry over the noise. He laughed again and looked back at the giant waterfall, clearing his throat for a moment before suddenly yelling into the air. (Y/N)'s brows raised at how quiet it sounded compared to the waterfall, an amused smile pulling at his lips. Leif laughed and stood beside them, taking out his disk and holding it up in front of his face to toy with it. Harald watched him before his gaze lifted and he stepped back, accidentally tugging (Y/N) along with him. He paused and turned his head, peering down at their intertwined hands and slowly releasing his hold on him. (Y/N)'s amused smile fell. Harald's lips pressed into a thin forced smile and he motioned for the brothers to follow him a bit further up the mountain. 

(Y/N) saw it in the distance, peeking out between two mountains. Camps across the plains. A thin strip of smoke slipped out from a clearing in the forest, catching (Y/N)'s eye. A rather close camp of Pechenegs. They were far enough for it to take days to reach the boat but they were camped near the river below the waterfall that led to Constantinople. They'd likely have weapons, and if their reputation was true, the crew would be in for a painful time if caught. 

"If we survive the falls, then we have to survive them." Harald sighed heavily, tightly gripping the hilt of his sword with his hand. "We must move on. The faster we get this over with, the sooner we'll be out of their territory." He said and turned, heading back up the river. (Y/N) lingered on the camp for a moment before his gaze drifted downward. Harald was right. It was a long drop from the top of the waterfall. High enough to destroy the boat if they got unlucky. (Y/N) looked away and followed Harald back to the boat.

Once the boat came into view, Harald called out to them, "Pack up! We're moving on."

"You have seen the falls?" Batu asked.

"We have." Harald nodded, waiting as everyone gathered around. "I'm not going to lie to you. It will be a challenge. We will have to prepare ourselves to go down it." 

"When do we leave?" Kaysan asked next, one arm wrapped securely around Cadlin's waist. She leaned against his chest with a big smile, gazing up at him lovingly.

"Tomorrow."

"What? Why so soon?"

"The water level is dropping. If we wait much longer, the boat will not make it over the falls." Kurya explained, turning his head in the direction of their voices. 

"And we would all be trapped here," Harald added. Catching the look Batu and Kaysan exchanged, he continued. "The longer we stay here, the greater the chances the Pechenegs will find us."

"Then we portage. The men said the Pechenegs have moved east." Brigtoc proposed. (Y/N) frowned. Most of the crew appeared comfortable at the river. They'd need to be convinced to leave.

"They lied. There are many camps visible from the falls. We could see fires in the plains further ahead." Leif revealed with a light shake of his head. 

Huffing, Harald placed a hand on his hip. "We've risked enough camping here the last few nights. The sooner we move, the better." Harald told them and walked toward the platform to get on the boat. However, Kaysan stepped in front of him and gave an apologetic look.

"Then, I am not sure we will be joining you." He said, wrapping an arm around Cadlin when she moved closer to him and nodded in agreement. Harald blinked at them, brows furrowing as he glanced back at the brothers. 

"Why not?"

"I am not ready to die," Cadlin answered, resting her head against Kaysan's chest. Harald scoffed in disbelief and stepped back, looking over each of the crew members. 

"You would all rather risk the Pechenegs?"

"They haven't found us yet. And you can't tell us the fall is without risk." Brigtoc responded with a light shrug.

"Nothing is without risk! All we have done for the last two moons has been with risk!" Harald rebutted angrily.

"But before we had no choice! Now we do." Cadlin pointed out.

"I choose to stay." Brigtoc stood up from her spot on the boat. Dorn stood up and moved beside her, signaling her agreement with Brigtoc. Batu bowed his head when Harald looked at him and Harald's shoulders slumped. He turned toward Eleana but she shook her head at him. With no one appearing to be on his side, Harald groaned.

"What is all this? We have known for months this day will come. And now, when it is finally here, you are not willing to meet the challenge? I will not wait here and let the Pechenegs make a flute out of my coward's bones! I'll go by myself if I must." Harald barked, moving onto the platform and making his way onto the boat. 

"You can't," Leif called and walked forward, making Harald look at him. "We need at least six rowers, and we must lessen the weight of the boat by 50 skippund or it will not clear the base of the falls."

"50 skippund?" Harald repeated softly, lightly tapping his foot and looking over the boat. "So we lose the mast."

"The mast weighs about 15 skippund," Leif told him, his eyes flickering onto the stacks of fur but Harald shook his head.

"No, if I lose my furs I have no reason to go on."

"Then you are just like everybody else." Leif shrugged. Harald stared at him, jaw clenching as he inhaled sharply. Storming off the platform, he stalked off into the forest while cursing softly under his breath. (Y/N) stared after him and sighed, rubbing the back of his neck and walking through the grass, following the imprints Harald left. 

"(Y/N)?"

"I'll be back." (Y/N) called back to Eleana and continued into the forest, tracking Harald down to a boulder. The prince sat on it, holding his head in his hands. He didn't move when (Y/N) got closer, only sighing quietly when (Y/N) sat down beside him. They stayed quiet and listened to the sounds of the forest until Harald lifted his head and leaned back. 

"Everything has gone wrong... I've lost you and now everyone else has abandoned me." Harald whispered, looking down at the dirt and pushing it around with his foot. "Have you come to lecture me more? Tell me how useless this sulking is?"

"I only tell you the truth, Harald. And the truth is that you cannot expect them to follow you when you refuse to sacrifice something of yours first. Those people may lose their lives going down that waterfall. They're afraid... and they're afraid because they do not trust you. You have not given them a reason to. Cadlin, Dorn, and Brigtoc are experiencing freedom for the first time in a long time. Mariam is dying. Kurya risks being captured and put in front of his murderous brother. Batu and Kaysan are happy because they're surrounded by friends. Eleana... Eleana is the key to Constantinople because she was promised to the emperor." His words made Harald look at him and (Y/N) sighed softly, delicately placing a hand on Harald's cheek. "You are better than this Harald. You are a man of many talents. You will find a way to make money in Constantinople without those furs. It will just take a long time." 

"How do you know?"

"Because you are an intelligent and strong man. And you know I'm right about everything. About us, about them. You mustn't live in denial anymore, Harald. I wanted us to be happy on this trip and in Constantinople. I wanted us to have good memories of each other that we could think about after we part ways. I was never meant to be in court, Harald. I see it in your eyes that you know this is true. You do not want to accept it but you must. Making hard decisions will be part of being King of Norway. This pain will make you stronger." (Y/N) told him softly, using his thumb to stroke Harald's cheek. Rising to his feet, (Y/N) cupped Harald's face and kissed his forehead. "They are not abandoning you. They are trying to make you see their side of things."

With that, he left Harald with his thoughts and returned out to the clearing by the river. Eleana rose from his seat with a bowl of berries in hand, offering him some and glancing back at the forest. (Y/N) quietly thanked her, taking some berries and popping them into his mouth. "Will Harald agree to get rid of the furs?" Eleana asked with a tilt of her head. 

"I'm not su-" Looking back at the forest, Harald reemerged with a concentrated look on his face. Everyone turned to watch him get on the boat and approach his stack of furs. Picking one up, he tossed it overboard and looked back at the others, gaze lingering on (Y/N).

"I cannot guarantee anyone's survival. What is over the falls, I do not know. I can only guarantee my best efforts to keep us alive. And I cannot do that if we remain here." He said and looked back at his furs, continuing to toss them in the river one by one. Leif approached him first to help then Cadlin then Brigtoc and then everyone else. They took the furs and tossed them into the water.

By the end, Harald appeared pleased with himself, smiling widely as everyone worked together to get the mast off and into the water. They packed the tents and other belongings that were on the shore into the boat and turned to Harald and Leif with newfound determination. 

Getting seated, they tied ropes to their oars in hopes it would keep the oars from drifting downstream when the boat went over the falls. Leif wrapped Mariam in a coat and kissed her before taking his place at the back with the rudder. Harald got the boat moving and instructed everyone to row. (Y/N) and Eleana remained with Harald at the front, looking for any large rocks in the water and checking for when the waterfall grew closer. The river began pushing the boat harder and the waterfall came into view, sending a wave of anxiety into (Y/N). He felt rang a finger over his necklace and took in a deep breath.

Once the boat entered the rapids, he ducked down with Eleana and Harald, pressing his back against the boat and holding onto whatever he could. Leif called for the oars to be pulled in and everyone ducked down, holding on for dear life. (Y/N) squeezed his eyes shut, hearing the roar of the waterfall grow closer and closer. Eleana wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest fearfully. When the boat went over the fall, screams followed. Water lashed at (Y/N)'s face and body, the force and air lifting him.

And then he felt himself being flung from the boat.

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