The Son Of Ragnar



The wedding ceremony went off without a hitch with Bjorn looking happier than his brother that was getting married, he cheered the moment they kissed. 

It was weird seeing Tyr kiss a girl but fascinating nonetheless and Bjorn was all for it. 

Lagertha was equally as excited, her son was going to become a man with this marriage. 

Everyone was excited and cheery, but the atmosphere slowly became restless as a few Vikings from the Orkdalen Kingdom came in to report that they could not see Ludvig anywhere. 

There was a way Gryting expected his son to conduct himself even if he had his heart broken and this was not it. 

There was no way his son would leave without telling him and Rugalf noticed the commotion again but this time, he did not treat it passively. 

Rugalf halted the celebrations momentarily because he could tell that this was becoming a problem. 

Rugalf looked at Grjötgard and gave him a nod.

Grjötgard got up quietly and left the building, he assembled a small unit that spread far and wide to look for Ludvig. 

Tyr was calm because he knew there was nothing that could tie him to this but Estrid looked anything but calm, she looked quite panicked on the contrary.

She had nothing to be afraid of because even if someone was to take the blame, it would be Tyr. 

Ludvig tried to violate her and the fact that Estrid did not tell her father the moment it happened already limited what Rugalf could do if she did tell him now as credibility would be lacking. 

It would have been far more effective if Ludvig was captured alive and presented before them but the fact that he was dead took away the only chance at a confession.

There were no weapons allowed so this should have been an easy feat and the only way anyone could die is if that person deliberately wished them death. 

Like Tyr did to Ludvig. 

The search was ongoing but Tyr knew there was no way they would find him even if they search every inch of the Kingdom because he hid the body in a place no one would ever think to search.

Tyr noticed his wife was visibly uneasy and he grabbed her hand in a bid to calm her down and reassure her. 

"Tor…" Estrid muttered but Tyr was confused as to who she was talking about. He followed her gaze and saw that she was looking right at the person that had informed him of Ludvig's actions.

Tyr realized at that moment that there was a loose end, if he spoke about it then the chances of him being a suspect were high. 

Tyr still did not look worried as he took a deep breath and looked Estrid right in the eyes. 

"You worry too much, my beautiful wife…" Tyr said. Estrid was confused as to why he was so calm. 

"You do not understand…" Estrid said but Tyr knew he needed to calm her or people might pick up on her nervousness. 

"I understand and I am telling you, everything will be okay…" Tyr said but Estrid broke away from him and walked away from the wedding ceremony. 

Everyone's attention shifted to her, they could tell she was visibly disturbed and wondered why.

Tyr knew he needed to salvage the situation.

"I guess I am not the only one with a weak stomach for ale!" Tyr blurted out and the Vikings there cheered. 

Tyr excused himself and because of what he said earlier, no one suspected anything strange with his behaviour.

Tyr rushed out to confront Estrid because this was the last thing he needed, things were going well and if Estrid lost it, then everything would be in vain. 

"What are you doing!?" Tyr asked, grabbing her by the arm. 

"I need to breathe!" Estrid replied and Tyr could see the Vikings swarming about, he knew that they could not make a scene. 

"What is wrong with you!? That piece of shit tried to rape you!" Tyr whispered but Estrid's face looked uncertain.

".... Right?" Tyr asked but Estrid did not reply, breaking away from him once again. She, however, stopped in her tracks and looked back.

"Tyr, you need to kill Tor," Estrid said and Tyr was left puzzled because he knew that Tor was harmless and also knew he would not talk about this with anyone. 

Tor did not look bright and there was a high chance he would not even comprehend what was happening.

He was wasted and passed out on the table making him an easy target but the crowded hall made it a tad bit challenging.

Tyr did not know what was up with Estrid but he had no problem killing, he just wished he knew why he was doing it. Tyr was not some hitman that would kill at the command of his wife, that would be problematic, to say the least. 

"What have I gotten myself into?" Tyr muttered, he had no regrets about killing Ludvig, he tried to rape his wife and Tyr believed that rapists deserved death. 

It was a repulsive act and the fact that his mother was a victim made it even more unacceptable despite it being promoted in this world. 

The victors of battle decided these things but this was a world that Tyr was beginning to reject. 

Tyr knew Estrid's concerns were valid but he also felt something was off in all of this. 

Tyr made his way back into the hall because he could not be gone for too long. 

Tyr sat back down and Rugalf knew something was off but he did not want to indulge. 

For starters, Estrid did not drink, she hated the taste of ale so there was no way that she would drink now. 

The hall was a lot more calm than when Tyr left, and this made him relieved but where was Tor?

Tyr could have sworn he saw him before leaving but he was now absent.

Was he the reason that the hall had settled down?

"I do not like where this is going…" Tyr thought to himself.