A Secret Name?

Hours passed and the day was coming to an end but Kattegat hadn't heard of Lagertha yet. There was good news however, Herfjötur was responding to the treatment recommended by Liv.

She came to visit her, something she did often as she thought that this was the only thing she was useful for.

She knew that Kattegat could not afford to lose a woman such as Herfjötur because she was not just a warrior, she was a symbol for the young girls growing up, this prompted Liv to take an active role in her treatment and it was because of her that Herfjötur pulled through.

The worst was over and her condition was stable but she was yet to open her eyes.

Liv did this previously and had left long before Ulrik ventured into the healer's place.

Ulrik was torturing his captive but he was not using physical violence, he watched as she could barely maintain her footing, and each time she slipped, the rope dug into her skin.

It felt like her wrists would be pulled off, it was excruciating.