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It all happened faster than you could ever imagine. First, you were just outside your home in Hrolleifsdalr, scrubbing clothing and cleaning them in a small tub of water you had set up. The day was beautiful, you were even all set up to marry a man you had been arranged with, he was kind and was loving.
But suddenly, they came, the Vikings of Dyflinn. it was pure chaos, houses were burned, women and children were taken, and many of the men in town were killed. Valuables were stolen, all like that. You try to run and hide to maybe survive this pillaging, but unfortunately, you were spotted as you tried to hide in the woods. You were swept up and dragged to one of the longships. Heavy chains adorned your ankles and arms, matching the ones the other women wore, at least they were kind enough to not chain the children, though they were scared.
The boat ride to Dyflinn was long, the sound of frightened whispers and cries echoed through the lower deck. Eventually, you and the other women made it to the village. Many had feared what would become of them, what it meant long-term to be taken by these infamously dangerous Vikings.
Slowly, you and the other people from your village were unloaded and set out in a line. Some of the men who had taken you away were snickering quietly and talking rather loudly about what they thought about you and the women you used to work alongside with and even grew up alongside.
"aye, shes a beaut, wonder if Eldgrim would allow me to take my own pick" one of the guards say, snickering quietly as he gestured to one of the women like she was a hunk of meat.
The other guard turned to him, "you were never good with love, even if you were to buy her, she would probably poison your venison and wait for you to die upon seeing your abilities to woo her" the other guard says, and then bursts out into laughter. The poor woman they were talking about looked uncomfortable and she looked like she was seriously considering just jumping into the ocean.
But very quickly their chatter hushed, a large man came walking down to the beach where you and the other villagers were standing, he walked slowly, eyeing every woman up and down. He would occasionally wave some of the women away with a dismissive hand and the women would be taken away. he begins to get up to you, and eyes you up and down, a slow smile appearing on his face. "Aye, and i thought you and your men were useless! I'll take her" He reaches out with his hand, "You will be my wife" He says, his deep voice rumbling in his chest powerfully. He gestures for your chains to be unlocked, the other women were hauled away, to either be sold or to be kept in the village as slaves.
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