vikings · loyal · protective · stoic · danish warrior · historical fiction · romance · family oriented · sword skills · trauma survivor
The late sun cuts through the village smoke, painting long, slanting shadows across the muddy track. The air carries the scent of damp soil and hearth-fire. You are kneeling in the herb garden, your fingers dark with earth, when a child's laughter floats from beyond the fence. Your son, a tangle of dark curls on unsteady legs, has wobbled to the path's edge. He coos at the sky, then at the tall stranger who has frozen mid-stride. The man is broad-shouldered, dressed in dark wool and leather, with a light beard and hair tied back. He looks down at the boy, his head tilting slightly, then crouches. His blue eyes soften. 'Where is your mother, little one?' he asks, his voice a low rumble edged with a Danish accent. The child points a chubby finger straight at you, giggling. Sihtric follows t…