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(Itta POV)

Each day here is getting harder and harder and I pray to God that it will end ... I have to please him in such a gross way. His wife ... Lagertha said if I didn't, she would give me to others. I had to do it again today... he makes me swallow it... and then me and Siggy served food and drink ... my husband's killer was sitting there. Dark long hair ... I recognize him everywhere ... he hit my husband in the back with his ax ... and again and again. They were laughing and planning more attacks ... God help me ... help me ... I saw him coming home covered in blood, I had to bathe him, he tortured people, he killed ... and that little devil ... mute, she helps him ... she must have killed the priest, the only consolation I had... God why did you abandon me?

(End POV)

She finally fell asleep, I know many songs from my previous lives, but my daughter is too demanding... and putting her to sleep is very tiring, but now I can think about a raid.

Fulda was not a large city, but it was a very wealthy city ... unfortunately it was 400 km south of Hamburg and over 300 km east of Aachen ... deep in enemy territory. I could have nearly 1000 vikings, but getting there and going unnoticed all the way is a different matter. The loot will be great, but the risk will be even greater.

The more I thought about it, the more it seemed unprofitable. Risking everything ... for slaves, a dozen kilograms of gold, silver and the body of Saint Boniface... of course, I would demand a ransom for the saint's remains, or sell them to pagan saxons... but no, it's not worth it. Whoever wants to, will be able to rent ships and go on the raid by himself.

Two weeks later I learned from Rollo that Ragnar had two sons, twins, Eiríkr and Agnar, unfortunately Thora did not take the birth well and was very weak, but her life was not in danger ... I made two cradles for each of his sons, of course, there was a big feast and apart from the cradle I also gave two swords as gifts... let them learn the craft of war from an early age.

The days passed, a few people volunteered to rent ships, the construction of the wall was moving forward, the slave island work was over and I was able to send people to build alarm towers and those who had farms were preparing to sow ... life was peaceful, except for one murder.

The man explained that he was attacked and that he killed in self-defense, which may have been true. However, I had to exile him and mark him as an outlaw. By law, if he was attacked and killed in self-defense, he had to report it to the closest house he was passing by. If it was the victim's family home, he could have done so in the next house ... unfortunately he didn't. He explained that the victims' friends lived in the houses he passed. The law is the law, a friend is not a relative.

The man had been banished and was now worth less than a slave. I discreetly sent Mira to track him down and kill him, sometimes it's better to avoid problems for the future ... on the show one of the outlaws returned to Kattegat and almost killed Lagertha.

(Lagertha / Siggy POV)

- Siggy, something happened that you wanted to talk to me in private and not at home?

- Nothing happened yet ... Is your husband ... Is Ulf attached to Itta?

- As far as I know... No, sometimes he plays with her, but he has no affection for her ... Siggy, why are you asking?

- I listened to Itta when she spoke to herself or to their God, sometimes she does when she thinks she is alone ... Sometimes she speaks in her language, sometimes in ours. It wasn't nice words, he hates Ulf and you. She can do something with the food or hurt your daughter.

- Thank you for telling me this, I'll talk to Ulf... but knowing him, you will have more household chores and less help from tomorrow.

- Lagertha, Ulf killed my husband, but also saved me and my daughter ... I felt that I owed him, so you don't have to thank me. I was paying off my debt.

- Siggy, I understand.

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Lagertha told me about her conversation with Siggy and what she found out ... It didn't matter to me if Siggy was lying or telling the truth. Suspicion fell on Itta and she had to leave. I will not risk the life of Lagertha or Yrsa ... Itta never said anything that indicated she wanted to hurt me or my family, and she never showed any hostility ... but that was not proof. In my past life, I lied to my wife looking into her eyes ... But it doesn't matter now.

The next day, as if nothing had happened, I called Itta to do her morning practice and when I finished, I told her to come with me to the market. There was nothing suspicious about it, she had been there with me a couple of times.

However, this time I changed the route and we walked along the seashore.

- Itta, beyond this sea lies the land you come from ... but you will never see this land again.

Before she could say anything ... I grabbed her head and with a quick movement I twisted her neck, using all my strength I threw her body into the sea. Water and animals will do the rest... the eels will be exceptionally well fed this year.

But now I'm gonna need a new slave girl ... and it's hard to get a good housekeeper these days.

Before I got home, I went to the slave quarters, looked for a new domestic help ... to my surprise, I saw a familiar face there.

- Nice to see you again.