Re: Lagertha/Ragnar
[She continued to ride, but she did not look at him at all. Her gaze stayed fixed forward and her teeth stayed locked tightly together. She had been aware for so long that one day Bjorn would be taken from her. And she knew that he was so close to being a man, one that did not need the warm covering wing of his mother's care. She knew it in her heart, but it did not make his absence (perhaps his permanent absence in this strangeness) any easier for her to stomach.
It took a long while, the forest passing them by as they rode, before she spoke again.] It was not your prayers that made me return.