Viking Legacy Page #3

for this day.

I will ensure

you have everything you need.

Thank you, sister Kale.

Sir Callaway

has everything covered.

- You must be...

- Orlaith.

Orlaith!

A name as beautiful

as its owner.

Can someone tell me

what is going on?

You have not been told?

You see,

Cyneric is your betrothed.

You are to be the new rulers.

You are to unite all kingdoms

under one king.

You can't just stroll

into my life

and throw me into a marriage!

Where is my say in all of this?

This is what your parents

would have wanted.

But my parents aren't here.

Where were you ten years ago?

I can see

you need some time to think.

Let us give you some peace.

Please, excuse us. Cyneric...

Orlaith...

I cannot tell you what to do.

But trust me when I say

that this is what your parents

would have wanted.

I know things have changed,

but it...

I saw them leave.

Take some time

to think things over.

Would you accompany me

please, Sven?

You know

you cannot stay with her.

And why is that?

You are Norse. She is Christian.

You're from different worlds.

You are to unite the countries.

That is what you said.

Under the right king, yes.

Ah... you think I will take

the throne for myself.

I think you could

stand in her way, yes.

What are you

going to do about it?

I will give you the opportunity

to walk away now.

I would never.

What about your father?

I will take care of my father.

He has no interest

in uniting countries.

Does Orlaith have

to be involved in your feud?

He doesn't just come for me,

he comes for the scrolls.

If I fail,

he will come for you, too.

We will be stronger together.

Look, you stand in the way

of Orlaith's future.

Her destiny.

She was chosen, just like

Cyneric, for her bloodlines.

A man does not become who he is

because of his name.

It must be proven

through what he does in life.

I'm not saying

that you are not a good man.

But you are no king.

Don't worry.

Sister Kale will convince her.

We're so close

to getting the texts.

You don't think

they suspected anything, do you?

Why would they?

They don't know who Cyneric is.

They've never met him before.

As long as you don't mess up.

I'm sorry, master.

Stop calling me that!

You're royalty now, remember?

I've been waiting so long

for this moment.

What moment?

For... this unity, of course.

Were you looking for us?

No, I was just talking to Sven.

He was in front of me.

He must've walked back to camp.

Then we should probably

do the same.

We should not trust that animal

alone with the Princess.

Orlaith.

I've gone with this

for long enough.

Where's Sven? We're not staying.

It looks as if your guard

has left you.

Sven? Sven!

He's no doubt left you, my lady.

No doubt raping and pillaging

as we speak.

I'm here.

Well, as long as we're all

here, shall we go back inside?

I heard them in the forest.

They're not

who they say they are.

They want the scrolls, too.

We cannot trust them.

We could go now.

Sister Kale could be in danger.

I can't, Sven.

Then we fight.

I have a better idea.

Nice of you to join us, Orlaith.

Please, have a seat.

So, sister,

how far is it to travel now?

Not far.

And the ceremony?

Please, sir Callaway.

Patience is a virtue.

Forgive me, sister Kale. My

curiosity gets the better of me.

By the time

we reach Saint Augustine's,

father Edwin will have prepared

the text that will allow them

to be joined in marriage

before the eyes of god.

He will wish

to proceed without delay.

Hmm.

What are those maps for

over there?

Yes, well, we needed

to find you.

What is this?

Are you trying to poison me?

Orlaith, what are you doing?

This is his doing!

No!

I think you should leave.

Orlaith, what's gotten into you?

These men are not

who they say they are.

I do not hope this is not a sign

of things to come.

I should think a little

more respect is in order!

Wait.

If he is the true heir,

then you will have a symbol

as I do, correct?

Of course.

You do... have the markings,

don't you?

Of course he does, but it would

be inappropriate for him

to disrobe in front of women.

I should think

given the circumstances,

it would be highly appropriate.

He does not have

to prove himself to you.

He is the heir to the throne!

Sven was right!

Tell us who you really are!

You meddling b*tch! I'm

surprised you don't remember me.

Sven!

Big brave hero returns.

You leave her.

Drop your weapon.

Good boy.

Now, how do I find the texts?

Is that what you're after?

I know

all about your little plan.

I've searched

for those texts for years,

and I've killed so many

to find them.

Those scrolls

belong to the rightful heir!

The rightful heir?

Do you think the world

will just bow down to you,

simply because you have

their holy texts?

No, you need

a strong fearless leader.

Someone who know

how to use those texts.

And you are fearless?

I have had

just about enough of you.

We'll see how fearless you are

with a sword through your sk...

Stay back!

I'll do it! Stay back!

Stay back.

No, no. No more, please!

Have mercy on me, please!

Have mercy.

Shall we leave?

Why have we stopped here?

These mountains are in the book.

They are coming.

From where?

I do not know.

We wait.

I'm sorry I doubted you, Sven.

You're a good man.

What happens now?

We'll meet with father,

and see what he says.

There's a council awaiting

the new king and queen.

This is going to be

an interesting one to explain.

There!

I told you!

We will follow them.

Looks like they have company.

The scrolls must be close.

Perhaps the gods

smile on us after all!

Who is it?

It is I, father.

We've returned!

Ah!

Father, this is Orlaith.

She is the daughter of Fedelmid.

Ah, it is an honor.

You must be Cyneric.

Sir Callaway

has told me all about you.

My name is Sven.

The man you speak of is dead.

Is that so?

Then we have much to discuss.

I'm sorry to hear

about Finian, my dear.

But let's not dwell.

We have cause for celebration.

- No, thank you.

- -Nonsense! Here.

Yeah, see? Good mead.

My own recipe.

So, what about

this prince Cyneric?

We may have

a complication there.

Well, what about

this strong looking fellow here?

That's the complication.

Are you of noble descent,

my boy?

Father is king.

He left our lands to find the

scroll that was taken from us.

He won't leave without it.

But he's Norse, father.

Is that so?

Well, then,

we do have a problem.

So this is my destiny?

It doesn't seem so wonderful.

We could leave now, Sven.

You don't have

to go along with this.

It's not that.

You could have left me.

You could have not trusted me.

You stayed with me.

I want to stay with you.

What are you saying?

What is the difference...

Between my gods and yours?

What help have they been?

You can't give up

on your beliefs.

It's who you are.

I've never known who I am,

until now.

You've proven yourself enough.

What you believe in

shouldn't matter.

Your path is laid out for you.

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