Ragnar the Murderer
“asked Bjarni later as he lay in bed with Saehild. Clothes lay everywhere on the hut floor, dirty plates and cups piled up, and the candles all needed trimming. If Steinar saw it, he’d probably throw him out of the Huskarlr.
“Oh, I don’t know. There’s more to life than cleaning.” She fiddled with the blond hair on his chest lazily. “I want fun, like you just gave me.”
“We can’t have sex all the time, even though it’s tempting,” he tutted. “Life has boring times but we have to live proper...ly.” He sat up and pulled his clothes on. “I’m going out for some fresh air.”
“Where? I’ll come too!”
“No, I’m going to talk to Steinar. I want to know how Ragnar’s trial went.” He strode out, still straightening his clothes.
Saehild looked round the hut. Cleaning had become so tedious. Should she go and find Ljotr? If Bjarni was visiting the Huskarlr longhouse, he would see her if she went there however.MoreLess
“Oh, I don’t know. There’s more to life than cleaning.” She fiddled with the blond hair on his chest lazily. “I want fun, like you just gave me.”
“We can’t have sex all the time, even though it’s tempting,” he tutted. “Life has boring times but we have to live proper...ly.” He sat up and pulled his clothes on. “I’m going out for some fresh air.”
“Where? I’ll come too!”
“No, I’m going to talk to Steinar. I want to know how Ragnar’s trial went.” He strode out, still straightening his clothes.
Saehild looked round the hut. Cleaning had become so tedious. Should she go and find Ljotr? If Bjarni was visiting the Huskarlr longhouse, he would see her if she went there however.MoreLess
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