[Her response was a double edged sword of deeply touching and completely unexpected. Ragnar had to take a moment to swallow down the sudden swell of emotions and did the only thing he could do, run his fingers through her hair and then kneel down so he could pull her in for a hug.] Sweet Gyda.
[He didn't move for a moment, unable to let her go just yet.
When he did, he put his hands on her shoulders and nodded in agreement, offering her a weak, forced smile. It was true, they had each other.]
We should also think of your mother. And Bjorn. [He nodded again, his heart aching for both of them while feeling deeply conflicted about Lagertha and the things the seer had said. There was no point in dwelling on it now. The simple fact was that he missed her and she was worlds away.] And our futures here. [He gently brushed a bit of her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear dotingly.]
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[He didn't move for a moment, unable to let her go just yet.
When he did, he put his hands on her shoulders and nodded in agreement, offering her a weak, forced smile. It was true, they had each other.]
We should also think of your mother. And Bjorn. [He nodded again, his heart aching for both of them while feeling deeply conflicted about Lagertha and the things the seer had said. There was no point in dwelling on it now. The simple fact was that he missed her and she was worlds away.] And our futures here. [He gently brushed a bit of her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear dotingly.]