09-12-2016, 09:59 AM
The warrior watches the mother maneuver herself in front of the colt and resists the urge to roll her eyes. Had Lagertha wanted to steal the child, or otherwise harm either them, she would have by now. It takes a special sort of women - her mind clouded by grief or anger, perhaps - to commit that sort of crime on a fellow female. Lagertha may be abrasive and uncouth, but she does not intentionally harm children. Or their nursing dams.
Lagertha casually replies, “I was Queen before Lexa.” A pause. “We don’t abandon our own. If Lexa thought you would make a good addition, then you should know that a group of us are petitioning for a home. They’re on the Mountain now. If you’d like, you can wait with me for their return.” Her gaze drifts to the peak, both disappointed and relieved that she was not up there with them. She is too angry still, at the perpetrators of the Raid. It might have been Yael’s magic that catapulted her into the Upside Down world, but it never would have happened if some little fucker hadn’t lied to the rest of Beqanna’s rulers. Because now her Jungle is gone. And she has been to Hell and back. And nothing will ever be the same. But this stranger need know nothing of that.
Her gaze returns to the the pair, softening a little. “That is, if you’re still interested.” She takes a small step forward. “I’m Lagertha. What are your names?”
Lagertha casually replies, “I was Queen before Lexa.” A pause. “We don’t abandon our own. If Lexa thought you would make a good addition, then you should know that a group of us are petitioning for a home. They’re on the Mountain now. If you’d like, you can wait with me for their return.” Her gaze drifts to the peak, both disappointed and relieved that she was not up there with them. She is too angry still, at the perpetrators of the Raid. It might have been Yael’s magic that catapulted her into the Upside Down world, but it never would have happened if some little fucker hadn’t lied to the rest of Beqanna’s rulers. Because now her Jungle is gone. And she has been to Hell and back. And nothing will ever be the same. But this stranger need know nothing of that.
Her gaze returns to the the pair, softening a little. “That is, if you’re still interested.” She takes a small step forward. “I’m Lagertha. What are your names?”