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HANDS CLASP TOGETHER AS HE crouched before her, eyeing her up and down meticulously. He could see why she had been so highly regarded by surrounding kingdoms, her beauty was on par with Freyja herself. He is not surprised that she refuses to eat, their provisions are not as plenty as those within the castle he is sure she is used to, and their food is meant to carry them in battle with energy not to be a leisurely meal. "Is that how you envisioned dying? Chained and hungry?" He pressed, pushing the bowl towards her. Somewhere in the background Björn could hear his fellow kin laughing, celebrating the success of their raid. But he made no move to join them, his attention remained steady on the woman in front of him.
Björn gave her a wide smile, a small chuckle pushing up his throat. "No manners? I'll admit your current placement is not the lavish room you may have been used to but it has walls and a roof, and the weather is predicted to be harsh." He said, cocking an eyebrow at her. "We offer you food and you say we have no manners, but I suppose your fellow noblemen were much more civilized than us." He said, speaking slowly as he locked eyes on her. "It would serve you well to not speak ill on my mother. She is a strong woman who survived harsh winters taking care of me, I honor her with the strength to continue what she provided." He reached up, releasing her bindings so that she may eat. "Now, I suggest you eat to regain what strength was lost, our journey begins tomorrow and it will be long." He pushed himself up and went to stand by the stone wall, leaning against it and glancing back to make sure she ate.















