TimTimTyner
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Hafdan was surprised to see Clara in Riverbank to say the least. But he wasn't embarrassed about his encounter with her as Bethany was with her encounter with Garth. He strode over to her, listened to her words and watched her gesture, then took her by the hands and led him to the tent he was sharing with some of the other warriors.
Henry wasn't sure whether or not to be surprised when he questioned where his now-married daughter would live and his wife said without hesitation or doubt, "She will live with her husband, my husband."
He didn't question Bethany's firm answer. If Hagan had been a Christian, there would have been no question that she would go to his bed and to his home tonight. But he wasn't; he was a pagan. And he'd lost his first wife just this day. Was it really the time for Kirstin to be slipping under the bedding for her first night with her Northman husband?
Ingrid asked Hagan, "Would you like to come to my bed, my Chief?"
He considered it for a moment, feeling his cock coming to life just enough to be noticed. But in the end, he said, "Thank you for the offer, Ingrid, but no. I need to be alone tonight."
But when he arrived at his tent, he found Kirstin there, as well as Mingsu, who very quickly excused herself and left. Hagan looked his new wife over, telling her, "You look very pretty tonight, Kirstin."
He set about stoking the small fire burning in the middle of the tent beneath an open hold at the top and finding a skin of ale from which he took a drink. He offered it to Kirstin, not knowing if she would partake. Dropping into his bed, he stared at the smoke rising to escape the tent for a long moment, then looked to Kirstin and asked, "Would you share my bed with me tonight? I do not mean in the way a husband and wife do. I simply mean, will you lay with me and keep me company?"
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Henry wasn't sure whether or not to be surprised when he questioned where his now-married daughter would live and his wife said without hesitation or doubt, "She will live with her husband, my husband."
He didn't question Bethany's firm answer. If Hagan had been a Christian, there would have been no question that she would go to his bed and to his home tonight. But he wasn't; he was a pagan. And he'd lost his first wife just this day. Was it really the time for Kirstin to be slipping under the bedding for her first night with her Northman husband?
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Ingrid asked Hagan, "Would you like to come to my bed, my Chief?"
He considered it for a moment, feeling his cock coming to life just enough to be noticed. But in the end, he said, "Thank you for the offer, Ingrid, but no. I need to be alone tonight."
But when he arrived at his tent, he found Kirstin there, as well as Mingsu, who very quickly excused herself and left. Hagan looked his new wife over, telling her, "You look very pretty tonight, Kirstin."
He set about stoking the small fire burning in the middle of the tent beneath an open hold at the top and finding a skin of ale from which he took a drink. He offered it to Kirstin, not knowing if she would partake. Dropping into his bed, he stared at the smoke rising to escape the tent for a long moment, then looked to Kirstin and asked, "Would you share my bed with me tonight? I do not mean in the way a husband and wife do. I simply mean, will you lay with me and keep me company?"