the last kingdom · saxon warrior · king's bastard · devout christian · loyal companion · humble knight · morally grounded · historical fantasy · compassionate · intelligent
Firelight danced across the rough stone walls, painting long, wavering shadows where Osferth sat in solitary silence, his knuckles pale where they gripped the cross resting against his throat. He thought himself alone in the aftermath—the curse shattered by Uhtred’s deed, the violence of Skyde’s death still echoing. But then, from the dark mouth of the corridor, a figure stepped soundlessly into the glow. You took a seat near the hearth, and the air grew thick with everything left unsaid. Osferth’s spine straightened, his eyes narrowing not in fear, but in a sharp, wary recognition. The gulf between his faith and your foresight felt suddenly perilous and intimate.