Second Person POV
With everyone rebuilding the Edge, the aftermath of everything caught up with you and Dracul. You're both alone in the World now, the only family each other have, and you can't forget the fear etched on Viggo's face as he fell.
'"Y/n, let me go..."'
'"Viggo!"'
"Are you alright, sis?" Dracul asks, scaring you as he rests a hand on your shoulder.
"Just tired." That wasn't a complete falsehood because ever since the Shellfire incident, nightmares severely plagued you when you slept, and you opted to stay awake doing something.
"So am I," Dracul sighs as he's been having similar problems.
You look at the Maces and Talons board while holding the broken Traitor piece in your hands, multiple voices in your head stating the rules of the traitor.
'The traitor dies in the end... The traitor always dies.'
"We... We should hold a funeral. It's what Faðir would want." You explain while placing the Traitor piece down, and your brother sighs.
"I know... we should do it to honour them even if they were our enemy."
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Dracul got a small boat to a little private shore while you got the necessary items together to hold the funeral. Viggo's sword, which you threw away from your battle with him, while Dracul gave you the sword he stole from Ryker during their little confrontation.
You place both weapons in the boat before the Grimborn crest, symbolising them as the dragons light the tips of the arrows aflame. Being the oldest and the one who proposed the idea, you do the speech.
"Lo, there do I see my mother."
"Lo, there do I see my father and his brothers."
"Lo, there I see my blood go all the way to the start. They bid me take my place in the halls of Valhalla... where the brave shall live forever."
As the boat drifts as you speak, you aim your arrow high before letting go of the string. Dracul follows suit after looking at you, and his arrow lands in the boat as it burns.
The bow slips from your hands as a tear slithers down your cheek. You close your eyes as Dracul sits on the ground with a deep exhale.
"You used a similar speech to the one from the fishing boat," Dracul tells you after minutes of silence.
"Nothing else came to mind, even if I'm sure they'll both end up in Helheim."
"I'm pretty sure Rán dragged Ryker to her abode," Dracul corrects, and you hum in agreement.
After that, you both spent the time in silence, as now you both carry on the Grimborn legacy, many now knowing that the L/n name was in immediate relation to the Grimborns.
Though all Grimborn brothers are dead, they leave behind a legacy that will not be forgotten for many years to come.
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