Part Thirty-Seven

Lena.

The long-awaited day arrived, we were all so attentive to the possibilities that could happen that no one slept the night before, the weapons were so sharp that they could cut a tree with a single blow, the warriors kept practicing before the kings arrived, while that the locals were the ones who put the most nerves in the environment.

-I've already changed my mind, I don't want to put my son at risk-. Engla confesses.

-It is a joke? -. I express with disgust.

-No ... sacrifice your children and not mine-.

-Now relax, they won't be in real danger-. Sigurd responds.

-But (I look at her threateningly) it's okay, Sigurd (catches her attention) if something happens to my son… you won't live to tell about it-. She says goodbye to Gisli with a big kiss on her crown and leaves him in a basket of blankets, she leaves Sigurd's house a little angry towards the cells.

-We already have to go, I see them from the horizon-. I say fearful and a little hidden from view.