Lucrezia dearly loved Jesus. Though it would have been frowned upon by the church, she couldn't help but wonder about those other gods. How many were there? Did they approve of all this death and destruction? If he feared one not favoring him in battle, then perhaps they were all as violent as the blood-stained man before her...
She watched as Ivar removed the contraption that seemed to help him walk. Once, she had seen something similar in the streets of Rome. "Were you injured in battle?" she asked. "If you need one, I could find you a healer." Let me go, let me go, untie me and I will help you...please, God, do not let this progress any further...
"What is wrong with talking?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. Hearing the word 'slave' sent a jolt of anxiety through her body.
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Date: 2018-03-08 03:32 pm (UTC)She watched as Ivar removed the contraption that seemed to help him walk. Once, she had seen something similar in the streets of Rome. "Were you injured in battle?" she asked. "If you need one, I could find you a healer." Let me go, let me go, untie me and I will help you...please, God, do not let this progress any further...
"What is wrong with talking?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. Hearing the word 'slave' sent a jolt of anxiety through her body.