Warnings: No one for this sneak peak chapter.
Authors Note: Oh, boy. I’m nervous. This isn’t the first imagine I write, but the first someone will read. Also… I think I turn well in english, but it’s not my native language. If you don’t like it or if it has issues of development and writing please let me know. Your feedback is very important.
You were 15 years old when your master died. His wife, Katla, didn’t release you right away but never caused you harm. She reminded you of your own mother, although she was physically
so different. Her light blue eyes were very different from your mom’s amber eyes, but as tender as you could remember. You kept taking care of her children and helping in the little farm as the years go by.
Despite all the pain that has already suffered you grew sweet and strong. Like the sea, your surface was calm, the wind blowing the light waves of your hair, your sunny smile as warm as your amber eyes. A beautiful picture, but no one could see the turmoil that was growing and growing every day in the depths.
You, more than anyone, knew how the twists and turns of life could be… And craved for so much more. That quiet demi slave life did not suit you; you wanted to see more, do more. Although seemed harmless, you were very sharp. One minute demure and doting, the next ruthlessly sarcastic; You could turn from Madame Jekyll, all impeccable manners, to Ms. Hyde, wild and unpredictable, but no less fascinating.
It was Yule when the first gift has come. In the feast after the sacrifice you were sitting by the fire when Katla approached.
– Hamsa! – she called you, taking you abruptly from your daydreams – It’s time, my darling. You’re officially no longer a slave, but a faithful friend.
You blinked to the fire, your heart raced and you couldn’t believe it. You looked at her to found that tender blue apologizing eyes . You hugged and she kissed your hair.
– My door will always be open for you. You can stay with me as long as you want, but you’re free. I want you to realize this. – she smiled and walked away, leaving you alone with millions of thoughts.
What would you do? Where would you go first? You had so much to see, to feel, to live! You wanted to experience everything… See your homeland, smell the spices at the Beirut market once again, then travel the rest of the world!
Of course all of it was impossible for now, you were short on money. You would start exploring the world right there, in Denmark, where your horse could take you.
In the early morning light you saddled your horse and left Hedeby toward Kattegat.