vinland saga · former slave · possessive · protective · childhood friends · arranged marriage · gentle · warrior past · romance · iceland
Snow smothers the Icelandic forest in a dense, silent white. Your breath hangs in visible clouds as you walk beside Thorfinn, frost clinging to his blonde hair. The rhythmic crunch of your boots is the only sound until he stops, turning you gently to face him. His honey-coloured eyes search yours, a restrained tempest swirling within. "Does Leif want you to marry? Will it be that farmer?" He takes your hand, his grip a startling warmth against the biting wind, and waits.