Cursed Blessing

"So you know each other?”
“Not personally. Only by reputation, he is by legend the greatest swordsman in our lands, a powerful leader and conqueror of enemies. High chieftain Christian” the Viking said as he stood up.

“And you are Haursi, Chieftain of the Northern Tribes. Rumored to hold godly strength” Christian said.
Her eyebrows arched. "Interesting. So now what? Friend or Foe? "
Both of the Vikings looked at her and then shrugged.
“How do I know this is not a trick of the Gods? ” Haursi said.
“Well, it is said that the Sword of Chieftains only accept those of royal blood” Christian said and picked up the large sword, the runes on the blade started to glow, almost blindingly. The stronger the glow the purer the blood, it was said that Christian was one of the purest of blood.
“Satisfied? ” he asked as he implanted the sword in to the floor.
"Well I'd say that settles things." She righted an overturned chair and sat down. "Which I am glad for because I am beat."
“You can share a bed with me, I promise you won’t regret it” Haursi said and walked towards her as if she was gods best creation.
She lifted a lip and snarled at him. "Touch me and I will make it shrink to where you will never see it again."
“Aw come on. I know you would love it” he stopped and looked her over. Even if he didn’t see much because of the cloak she was still wearing that was covering her up.
"I am a handmaid of Freya. I am not interested. Go find an easy barmaid, there are plenty of those"
“Your loss” he said and walked out of the room. “Don’t forget your sword” Christian said and tossed the sword towards him; Haursi caught it with ease and looked confused.
“But this is your sword by right” he said.
Christian shook his head. “Not anymore” the Viking bowed his head and left with the sword.
Snorts. "Males and their hanging egos" Reaching under her neck to untie the cloak taking it off. Then grabbing some of the still unspilled mead and takes a drink.
Christian watched as the cloak fell off her, showing her very mature body. She had grown a lot. She was now a beautiful young woman. He walked towards the door and opened it. “I will stay outside and make sure you get your peace”
She looked over her cup. "Oh No you won’t." Standing. "Get back into that bed, you are still injured." she placed her hands on her hips and glared at him
“I can get a bed outside” he stepped through the door and closed it. Even if his darker side might not spread through mating, he refused to take the risk; her beauty was going to be the end of her.

She sighed. "What is with men they make things to difficult?" Shaking her head, it reminded her of her shoulder still hurting from the Centaur fight. Pulling her top down to her waist, she looked at the large bruise that had surfaced and winced. Pouring some water from a jug she added some herbs.
The door suddenly opened with a bang and Haursi stepped in with a big Keg of mead.
“I thought… Well hello there!” he said as he looked over her chest. Before she could react a large hand reached inside and pulled the man back out of the door, making the Keg fly through the air and land on the floor. Without sticking his head inside, Christian closed the door.
“My apologies”
She stood there stunned, it had happened so quickly, she looked down and turned bright red. Quickly redressing herself, she walked over to the door and opened it peaking out.
Christian had practically planted the Viking thru the wall. Only his arms and legs could be seen sticking out of the large hole. The beast had moved a bed in front of the door, so no one could get in or out of the room without stepping over him.
She choked a laugh. "Thank you. I'll lock the door. Sleep well Viking."
“You too…” he turned his head to look at her. “Gimp (meaning: to sway one's buttocks)”
She had started to close the door when she heard what he had said. "Gimp? I do not do that and that is not my name."
“Yes you do” he turned his head away again and placed it on the pillow. “And I enjoy when you do it too”
She could just stare at him for a moment while his words processed. She opened her mouth to respond but everything that came to mind to say may just get her into trouble. "Well, thank you."
He simply smiled and left what was said at that.
She closed the door and bolted it shut.