The Englishman and the Viking
Chapter Forty Five
Adrian walks away from the longhouse, gripping the letter he had just finished tightly in his hands. The wax seal glistened in the midday sun. The stamp in the wax was of a Bear’s roaring head, made from small knots and swirls. Adrian glanced down at the letter, he felt himself choke up again, but he swallowed hard and forced it down. No more guilt. He straightened his back as he grew closer to the Caravan. He saw a man standing there, as if he was waiting, leaning against a cart with his arms folded. He looks up and sees Adrian and his face lightens up with a smile.
“Ah! There you are! Good timing too! I was just about to go and see if you were finished or not. Sorry, I am the one who had brought the letter. King Harngar told me you would have a letter to be given back to these men that had written that letter for you.”, The man extends his hand to shake Adrian’s.
“Um… Yes. I have it here.”, Adrian shakes his hand then hands him the letter.
“Perfect. I assure you that it will be delivered personally to your friends.”, He tucks it into his belt pouch.
“Thank you. This means so much to me, and my friends.”, Adrian rubs his left arm.
The man raises his hands and shakes his head, “It is my pleasure to do this for you. I deliver many letters to people, but you are something special, Lockenheart. You have changed the course of history as we know it. And who knows, it may change even more today, and even further down the road.”, The man smiles then turns to walk away, “I must go now. You need not worry about the letter. I will get it to your friends as soon as we get to the kingdom. There is rumored to be a storm on its way, so I may be delayed by a day, but it will be delivered.”, the man climbs onto the carriage and then sends the horse out of the gate and the other carriages follow.
Changed the course of history? Really? Well, maybe helping Harngar get his kingdom back is a fairly big thing. But Adrian didn’t feel it was all that big of a history changer. What else could that man have meant by that? And what did he mean by history being made today? Adrian brings his right hand up and rakes his fingers through his hair, looking around for Harngar. He is nowhere to be seen. He said he was going to wait for him, yet he isn’t even here.
“Our Lord told me everything that had happened, my son.”.
Adrian turns around and sees Tolvir standing there with a sympathetic look on his face.
“Tolvir, you scared me.”, Adrian holds his chest as if he had really been startled.
Tolvir chuckles, “I am sorry, my son. I did not mean to startle you.”, he folds his arms.
“It is alright.”, Adrian straightens himself, “Have you seen Harngar by any chance?”, he asks him.
“Aye, I have.”, he nods.
“You have?”, he asks.
“Aye.”, he nods again.
“You’re not going to tell me where he is, are you?”, Adrian folds his arms.
Tolvir shakes his head.
Adrian lets out a sigh and tilts his head back to look up at the passing clouds. He then quickly looks down when he feels something take his left arm and tugs it. Tolvir has his right arm interlocked with his and then smiles at him.
“Come with me, I have something to talk to you about.”, he says softly.
Adrian hesitantly walks with him as they walk back towards the Dining Hall. They make their way past it and stop at the shrine hut.
“Today is a very special day for you, my son.”, Tolvir stares at the hut.
“You are not going to tell me why that is, are you?”, Adrian asks him.
Tolvir shakes his head again, “No, my son. But trust me when I tell you this, I know deep in my heart that they already accept you.”.
“They? The Gods? Harngar’s people?”, He questions Tolvir.
Tolvir does not answer. He then tugs him away and leads him back towards the longhouse. As they round a house, Adrian’s gaze meets the dozens upon dozens of staring eyes of the kingdom’s people. They stood to either side of the entrance way of the longhouse's doorway. Tolvir walks away from Adrian and makes his way inside, stopping for but a moment to look back at him.
“Your time has come, my son. Come now. You don’t want to keep the King waiting now, don’t you?”.
Adrian blinks and slowly makes his way towards the doorway, feeling the eyes of all those who stood around him, watch him closely. What in the fuck is going on? Adrian was very uneasy. As he stepped through the doorway he brings his eyes up to see the hall had people standing at either side as well. Following them down he sees Tolvir, Brunar, Sigurn and Ralof standing to the left and right of the throne platform. Adrian does a double take when he sees Harngar sitting in that very throne, waiting, with a grin on his face.