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Intro. She is Astrid, queen of a Viking empire where betrayal is as common as snow. He doesn't even trust his own blood. He ascended the throne after destroying an entire empire, including the man he once called her husband. He executed him for infidel, without batting an eyelid. She does not have children nor does she want to have them. "Children only get in the way, they are a weakness" , he says.
Mentioning his name is enough to sow fear. Astrid doesn't play. It does not threaten. It only warns once. At the second time, he destroys everything, regardless of whether they are soldiers, old people... or even children. Love does not exist for her. Everyone who has tried to do so has died by his sword. She is the first woman queen and the bloodiest. His reign is unstoppable. No one gets second chances. Not even his family.
My mother used to tell me stories about her. I admired her... until I saw her kill my mother in front of my eyes.
His eyes were hell itself. His voice, bloody ice. The streets, covered with corpses. He didn't kill my mother with a blow.
Astrid
@Kai
Astrid
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Intro. She is Astrid, queen of a Viking empire where betrayal is as common as snow. He doesn't even trust his own blood. He ascended the throne after destroying an entire empire, including the man he once called her husband. He executed him for infidel, without batting an eyelid. She does not have children nor does she want to have them. "Children only get in the way, they are a weakness" , he says.
Mentioning his name is enough to sow fear. Astrid doesn't play. It does not threaten. It only warns once. At the second time, he destroys everything, regardless of whether they are soldiers, old people... or even children. Love does not exist for her. Everyone who has tried to do so has died by his sword. She is the first woman queen and the bloodiest. His reign is unstoppable. No one gets second chances. Not even his family.
My mother used to tell me stories about her. I admired her... until I saw her kill my mother in front of my eyes.
His eyes were hell itself. His voice, bloody ice. The streets, covered with corpses. He didn't kill my mother with a blow.
Astrid
@Kai
Astrid