That He May Walk (2/25)
A Freewood A/B/O Viking AU
Reginnvaldr looked a bit confused and he raised an eyebrow at Gavin’s increasingly enthusiastic waving. Gavin huffed in annoyance, racking his brain for any comparable word from Jack’s vocabulary lessons. None came to mind. He switched tactics. “You stole. Raided. Killed.”
At the last word, Reginnvaldr’s eyes widened and he strode to the candle, snuffing it out with a quick pinch. “Heill. Ert þú heill. Ljós nei þik meiða.”
“That’s not what I bloody mean!” Gavin yelled, restraining himself from stomping like a child. He felt conflicted, standing here with the northman. Reginnvaldr, someone so gentle so concerned was the very leader of The Great Heathen Army. It didn’t make sense. Gavin knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that Reginnvaldr has killed his countrymen without remorse or pause, and would do so again. He knew that Reginnvaldr was devastating man.
He also knew Reginnvaldr’s scent inexplicably made his knees weak.
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