A/N: Hey guys sorry this took so long! But I have been beyond busy. I have had finals, a play, and moving out of the country all in the last month. I also managed to rewrite chapter 6 and 7, so go back and look at those if you would like. I am actually writing to you guys from Iceland! I will be an au pair for the next 2 months so i will have lots of free time. I want to say a sincere thank you to all who reviewed: Mia, Lola Tudor, Belladonna007, One for the Road, MinaJubsFavorita, anella25, Shantigal, Guest (Feb 5), AnetKa7474, CinnamonTeaz, Winter kiss, Guest (Feb 27), Erika, Lorelei Candice Black, Eliza, and Littledot

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… months later...

"You come back here, Ubbe" Hilda shouted in norse to the child.

Ubbe let out a high pitch scream as she reached for the back of his shirt. He narrowly missed her hand and ran away, Hvitserk at his side.

Hilda stopped to catch her breath. Vena came running to her side, also trying to catch her breath.

"Those boys are quick," Vena said as she laughed.

Hilda laughed along with her, "Yes, they —" She caught sight of Bjorn and Porunn kissing. They were standing very close together, their hips practically touching. They very much appeared to be in love.

Vena quickly caught on to why the princess had stopped talking. The slave suddenly and aggressively hooked her arm in Hilda's and began to walk toward the couple. Hilda resisted the girl as she didn't know what Vena planned to do. The princess glanced behind her at the ships lining the shore. She watched as Rollo and Athelstan loaded the ships for their voyage back to Wessex. Hilda glanced back at Vena's presumed targets. They were unaware the two were approaching them. She watched as Porunn placed her hand gently around Bjorn's defined jawline, letting her fingers brush against his blonde stubble. Hilda suddenly got a vision of herself holding an ax above her head and coming down onto those little fingers. Blood sprayed back onto Hilda's face, and Porunn's cries rang through the air.

Hilda was pulled back into reality as Vena spit right into Porunn's hair. The former slave let out a dramatic gasp as she pulled away from Bjorn to inspect the substance in her hair. Bjorn gave Hilda the meanest glare she had ever seen. However, Hilda could only feel a giggle escape her throat.

"Control your slave." Bjorn spat through his teeth.

Hilda chuckled in response to Porunn's reaction, she glanced at Bjorn dismissively, "I could say the same to you, sweet husband." She grasped his chin between her thumb and finger and moved it to get a better look at his love bites. Hilda ran her fingers along them, indicating that that is what she meant. "Come on Vena" the princess called without looking at her servant. "Let's go help Rollo and Athelstan." She looked Bjorn in his cold eyes and gave him a small smile. He reciprocated with a glare.

The two girls turned on their heels and began to walk toward the ships. Vena let out a giggle once they got far enough away. Hilda laughed, "I cannot believe you did that. You are a brave girl."

Vena smiled and placed her hand gently on Hilda's arm, "They both deserve it. They are too public with their affair."

Hilda stepped onto the dock, and it creaked underneath her weight, "Yes, I agree," she said.

Rollo looked over at the two and threw his hands up as if to embrace them, "Hilda! Vena!" He smiled as they stepped down into the boat. Hilda watched as he scanned her body as she walked closer to him. The princess scolded him in her head. He shouldn't do that in public, someone might notice. Athelstan and Vena went off on their own, leaving the two by themselves.

"How are you?" Rollo asked and sat down on a nearby trunk.

Hilda followed suit, sitting directly across from him. Her nerves were starting to work her. She didn't know how he would react to her news. "I'm well. Although I do have something to tell you."

Rollo's smile disappeared from his face.

"I'm with child." Hilda analyzed his face for a reaction.

His eyes got wide, and his mouth remained in a straight line, "Is it mine?"

Hilda became shocked; she didn't think he would believe that "No, no, I suspected it before we—" she trailed off, "but I don't know if the father is Bjorn or Ragnar."

Rollo remained worried looking; his hands moved to his hips.

"What's wrong, I told you-you are not the father?" Hilda asked in confusion.

"Bjorn told me today Porunn is pregnant also."

"Oh" Hilda was slightly shocked and she didn't know why. She should have seen this coming. Certainly, they were having sex. She had even seen them having sex before. She knew having sex lead to having babies. "I need to talk to Ragnar."

"To tell him you are with child?

Hilda glanced at Rollo curiously, " I haven't decided."

The door softly closed behind her. She hadn't intended for it to be quiet but it just happened that way. The girl walked farther into the King's chambers. Hilda realized he was in the bath, although she was far enough back that she couldn't see any part of him she didn't want to. Ragnar's eyes appeared closed, his head leaning back against the wooden frame of the bath. Hilda studied his face. He looked worn. The past few weeks had been hard on him, preparing for the voyage. His lips were slightly parted, revealing his perfect white teeth. Hilda suddenly realized there was a slight movement toward the middle of the bath, making small waves in the water. Finally, she realized what he was doing.

"Oh!" Hilda turned around, heat rising to her cheeks. She could hear behind her Ragnar jumping up from the bath and dripping onto the floor.

After a few moments, he spoke, "You can turn around now" Hilda was cautious as she turned around. Ragnar had a blanket wrapped around his waist, his stomach still glistening with water. "It's not like you haven't seen it before Princess." He chuckled at his joke but Hilda did not find it funny.

"Well, I do not wish to see it again." Hilda could still feel her cheeks hot with embarrassment.

"Ah, yes, I've heard you have moved on to my brother."

Hilda gave him a glare. "It is not true. He is with Siggy. He loves Siggy." She could tell Ragnar did not believe it. Where did he hear it from anyways? Hilda thought to herself. "The boats are being loaded." She couldn't help but scan him the same way Rollo had done earlier.

Ragnar smiled and stepped within a few inches from Hilda, "Is that the only reason you came to see me?"

Hilda turned her head, to where they were only a few inches away from each other. Their mouths were only inches from kissing. She thought about telling him right then and there that she was pregnant, spoiling the seduction that ensued between them. But she decided otherwise, "that was it."

Hilda could feel the heat begin to burn her skin as they docked in Wessex. She was so glad to feel the sun envelop her in warmth finally. Her nose had felt tender to the touch and she could already imagine it to be as pink as a rose.

Hilda examined the coastline for people she might know. Most of the people along the coast did not seem thrilled at the idea of the Vikings arriving, even if they had their princess in tow. Finally, she saw the familiar busty woman who she had missed the most. "Elda!" She shouted as the boat was being tied down to the dock. The girl was the first one off the ship and ran straight into Elda's arms. Next to her was Aethelwulf, her brother, who she had surprisingly missed. Elda held her in her arms and Hilda took in her familiar smell. It reminded her so much of home. She felt something wet on her face and realized Elda was crying. "Oh, it's okay Elda." Hilda tried to comfort the woman.

Aethelwulf placed a hand on his sister's back, "I'm glad you're back." That was as affectionate as he would get. "Come on we have horses waiting."

King Ecbert held a great feast for the arriving Northmen and the return of his daughter. There were mounds of food and barrels of alcohol, which the Northmen all took as much as they could. Hilda was stuffed with as much food as she could eat and was working on the alcohol. She watched her brother hold his son and observed the baby's mannerisms. She was going to have her baby soon, one that would look like her and Bjorn; Or her and Ragnar. Hilda was suddenly pulled out of her thoughts as her brother asked her a question.

"What?" she asked.

"Do you want to hold him?" Hilda was surprised by the question and she didn't know why. She should hold him. She needed to get used to holding a baby.

Suddenly Bjorn spoke, "Can I hold him?"

Aethelwulf seemed hesitant but handed him over to the big brute.

The baby looked so small and frail compared to Bjorn and his huge hands. The man held out his pinky to the baby and the baby grasped it with his tiny hand. Hilda couldn't help but smile.

"So, Hilda are you with child?" King Ecbert asked from across the table.

Hilda could feel the heat rise to her face. She didn't know what to answer. She hadn't told anybody but Vena and Rollo. It would be a surprise to Bjorn and Ragnar.

"Yes." Hilda could see in the corner of her eye, Bjorn's mouth drop open. Ragnar remained stoic. However, she could see in his eyes he was shocked and maybe even mad.

"I take it you didn't tell your husband the news." King Ecbert giggled along with Aethelwulf. Hilda shook her head.

Bjorn handed Aethelwulf's son back to him hastily. "We will be back." Bjorn didn't touch her but got up from his chair and stared back at her, insisting she would follow him. Hilda looked up at Ragnar and met his eyes. He still had the same fire behind his eyes that he had moments ago. She set down her cloth and got up from her seat in a slow and poised way. The couple stepped a few feet away into the hallway of the villa.

"What is it Bjorn" Hilda knew what he wanted to talk about exactly.

"You're pregnant and you didn't tell me?"

"You didn't say to me that Porunn was pregnant."

"That is because that is not your business, Hilda." She felt like she was fourteen again in her Father's baths.

"How is that not my business? How do you plan to raise two children? Do you want her to come live with us? We can all share a bed too!" Hilda threw up her hands and she started to walk away.

"Hilda!" Bjorn called after her but she kept walking. She didn't know where she was going but she knew she wanted to get away from him. How dare he say that to her, she thought. The girl was beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol. The room was starting to spin slightly and Hilda's head felt heavy.

Soon she found herself in her father's Roman baths, her wet clothes stuck to her body. She had gotten in with all of her clothes. Hilda realized this and begun to take them off when the door opened and her father walked in. A wave of nausea hit her like a wall. It moved through every part of her. "What are you doing here?" She spat in her father's direction. The girl pulled her dress back down into the water so that her body was covered.

"Well, these are my baths, Hilda." He snickered in response.

The girl rolled her eyes and stepped out of the waters, making a puddle every step she took. She got to the door and her father grasped her arms, "Why don't you stay?" His glare was fierce and she knew he was serious. A small hint of her past-self came back; she didn't want to disobey him. For a second she almost talked herself into staying and just enduring whatever he had for her. But then she thought about how women were treated equally in the North. And how she doesn't deserve how her father treats her.

"No, I will not." Hilda yanked her arms away and proceeded into the hallway. She could see her father stare at her out of the corner of her eye as she passed him but she disregarded his drilling eyes. He will not make me feel like shit, Hilda thought to herself. She exited the room and continued down a series of hallways until she got to her chambers. There she found Elda setting up the bed.

"Elda! I'm so happy to see you!" Hilda drunkenly hugged the old lady from behind.

"Oh, hello dear." Elda patted her arm with her delicate hands. As she was leaning on Elda's back, Hilda spotted a bottle of wine in the corner of the room. She made a loud sound and then made her way to the bottle of wine. The girl hastily poured herself a glass. Just then Bjorn stumbled in. He also appeared to be intoxicated. Hilda held her glass to her lips and sipped on her wine as Bjorn stumbled over to her and Elda exited the room.

"I am sorry" Bjorn placed his hands on her crossed arms but she wasn't sure if it was a loving gesture or if he was doing it for balance. He waited for a second and then scanned her body with his eyes, "Gods, you are beautiful." Bjorn leaned in to kiss Hilda but she moved away.

"You are drunk, Bjorn" He seemed offended by this.

"So are you."

Hilda giggled, "Yes, I suppose I am but that doesn't mean I want to have sex with you. The things you said were hurtful. And besides, I don't want you to come back and say it didn't mean anything. I'm not fucking you until you say you no longer love Porunn."

By this point, Bjorn appeared to throw a fit, " You are acting childish Hilda! It doesn't work like that. I can't just turn off my feeling for her." He put hands up to his face and fell backward onto the bed that Elda had just made up.

"That is not my problem. You can only have one of us. Me or Porunn?" She was sure he would choose Porunn.

"I sleep with you every night. Isn't that enough?"

Hilda nearly laughed, "Yeah and then you go fuck her in the morning. Why don't you go find her if you want to have sex so bad?"

Bjorn suddenly sat up as if he hadn't thought about that himself. He cocked his head, "Fine, I would rather have sex with you but if you will not let me, I will go find her." He left the room with the close of the door leaving Hilda by herself. She thought about his last words; I would rather have sex with you. For some reason, this brought joy to Hilda. She felt wanted and knew that she could use this against him as a tactic to get her way. Although he was still having sex with Porunn, she felt confident she could eventually get him to leave her.

Hilda took off her wet dress and changed into a nightgown. She crawled into bed and shut her eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep, dreaming of what it would be like to have Bjorn to herself.

A/N: Next chapter they will be going to war with Mercia and Hilda will be tagging along to help with the medical side of things.

Hope you enjoyed! Let me know how you feel about this chapter!