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Later that day, the group rode their horses through the woods when Finan whistled to alert Uhtred of the Danes. Nilsa was perched on Finan's horse as his strong arm encircled her waist protectively. Uhtred had wanted her safe as he feared losing her and their unborn child.
"Is it Hæsten?" Uhtred questioned and she smiled when Finan caressed her stomach with his thumb.
"Where is he going?" Sihtric questioned.
"He's with his kinfolk, he'll not want to fight." Finan informed them and sent her a playful grin. Nilsa blushed under his flirty smile and glanced at Sihtric and Osferth.
She had yet to kiss them both but Finan told her they wouldn't reject anything she would give freely.
"Uhtred Ragnarsson." Hæsten spoke, "I thought I could smell something rotten in the air."
"We should kill him now, lord, while we have the chance." Sihtric claimed as he moved his horse closer to Nilsa to shield her.
"I've had enough of fighting Danes, even weasels like Hæsten." Uhtred replied and tensed the muscles in his jaw when he noticed the leers directed at his wife.
"Uhtred and his pretty boys. Looking so sad and far from home. Why?" Hæsten taunted. "And a beautiful woman? Is she your—"
"I swear to my God and yours, if you call me a whore, I will gouge out your eyes and feed them to your men!" She hissed out angrily. She would not be called a whore again. She sent Sihtric a look of judgment when she noticed him adjusting his cock. "That is what gets your cock up?" She spoke bluntly but quietly. Sihtric grew flustered and Osferth snorted behind them.
"It's none of your concern, let us pass and I will not cut off your head." Uhtred threatened. Hæsten chuckled at the man before speaking.
"I suppose once more, you ride out to save the Lady Aethelflæd? Continue if you like, Uhtred. It seems fate had brought us together again. Your men look like ragged dogs in need of meat and we have plenty. We camp here tonight. Join us." Hæsten announced.
Much to her dismay, they do.
"Hæsten's men say Cnut and Brida have attacked Mercia." Osferth approached them later that day when they stayed at the camp. She propped her chin on his shoulder as she looked at him, the monk shivered under her affection and cleared his throat.
"I knew they did not sail for Irland." Finan exhaled.
"Edward and Aethelred will need us now." Finan spoke making Uhtred scoff, she reached out to rub Uhtred's arm and smiled when her husband leaned into her touch.
"I owe them nothing." Uhtred snapped.
"And Aethelflæd?" Finan questioned and shot her a look. They all knew she was a little insecure when it came to the Lady of Mercia.
