84 Is Alek and Epona when they first 'met' and she was trying to kill him.
88 Deals with Rolf and Fricka after her issue with an aborted pregnancy when she was in her 20's.
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81. Pen and Paper:
"Jarl Odinsson
I take pen and paper in hand to reply to your marriage request.
Go screw yourself.
Sincerly, Fricka Kasbaarg."
82. Can You Hear Me?
"Hello? Is there anyone alive out there? Can anyone hear me?"
"No! No one can hear you because you waited too long to go back you moron!" Fricka yelled at the television, threw the remote at Laurie and stormed off to the bathroom to hide her tears.
Laurie blinked. He would never ever have guessed that Titanic would make her cry.
83. Heal:
They said time healed all wounds. He wasn't so sure any amount of time could heal these wounds.
84. Out Cold:
He had her pinned against the wall, his forearm braced against her throat as she snarled and raged and slashed at his bracers with bloodied fangs. They were both heaving, bloodied, bruised and torn; his eyes held only affection for her and her's, blood red and savage held only hate. He huffed his hair from his face and braced himself as she struggled against him, although she was slowing, exhausted from fighting him.
He smiled as her body suddenly went limp and he caught her in his arms, holding her close. She was out cold and he was only getting started.
85. Spiral:
Every downward spiral had an end. The question was, when you got there, did you start climbing or start digging?
Fricka apparently, was the type who started digging, because if you kept digging, you'd eventually reach the other side.
86. Seeing Red:
Her hair was red. Blood was red. Octavian chewed on the end of his quill and pondered as Hans and Fricka snarled in each other's faces, blood splattering the library doors. Her eyes were flickering; red, then silver, then red again.
Octavian smiled and bent his head again to his paper, scribbling a title across the top.
'Seeing Red'
87. Food:
Food for the body was deer steaks smothered in mushroom gravy, apple pie with fresh ice cream, bread with butter and sugar.
Food for the mind was the massive library and deep discussions that lasted into the early hours of the morning.
Food for the soul was coming home to a soft embrace, seeing her smile, feeling her touch.
88. Pain:
He would never forget the pain in her eyes when he found her laying on the floor in one of the rooms on the lower level. She had been injured before and took it like she always did; with muttering and growling and cursing. But this was different..this was something precious that had hurt her from the inside.
He told her that it was better so. Alek would spill their blood if he found out. She was too young anyways, he had said.
She had just cried; confused and hurting with a pain she could not describe.
89. Through the Fire:
"Through fire and through blood, through battle and storm, we pledge our souls to your service."
Blood of fifteen men spilled over the sealing stone in the bowls of the castle, mixing as it ran into sixteen channels and into sixteen golden goblets. They drank but only She savored.
They were bound to her, to each other, to the castle. An un-breakable bond, allowing them to sense each other, to communicate without words, to understand scent and feeling; animalistic and intelligent in one.
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