Powerful || Loki Fanfiction

Chapter Four:

Haggafoss, Norway

Eleanor stumbled into the village. Her head was pounding and making her taste blood. She watched as the night life became blurry, like she had one too many ales.

Eleanor stopped stumbling in the middle of the village, shadows surrounded her as she whipped around to look at them.

Explicit scenes played out before her as the shadows slowly turned into people. Eleanor watched as people f****d furiously. Flowers and grass growing amongst the bodies.

She felt breathless and hot, for this was such an intimate scene to be taking place.

Eleanor closed her eyes again and crouched to the ground as she let out a muffled scream. The fire in her stomach was becoming too much and the taste of blood was becoming sickening.

"Hnoss..." The name she heard earlier ringed in her ears as she started to cry, the pleasure becoming pain. The dark shadows had crept into her mind and were now screaming and moaning in ecstasy around her head. Eleanor brought her hands up to her ears and pressed as hard as she could, trying to block the deafening sounds around her.

"Eleanor?!" Her name, a real name in all the noise. So quiet but there, muffled like it was coming from behind a wall.

"Eleanor, listen to me." The voice became louder as the noise started to dull. The moaning and screaming evaporated from her head suddenly, causing Eleanor to stop screaming as fatigue washed over her.

"Eleanor!"

"Ubbe?" Tears rolled down her cheeks as Eleanor lifted her head, it feeling like a boulder on her weak shoulders. Ubbe was by her side in a flash, eyes scanning her features in pure worry as he watched his best friend closely. Hoping to witness a sign in her eyes on what had just recently occurred.

"Eleanor, are you okay? Speak to me." Ubbe pressured, sitting down as he gracefully moved Eleanor onto his lap; nothing on how Erik grabbed her. Ubbe was gentle and his touch was light, as if one false move would break her.

"So much lust - s*x. It's all too much." Eleanor muttered as she curled into Ubbe, her crying starting up again.

"What? El." Ubbe said, cradling the young women as she sobbed into his chest. Villagers had come to witness the entertainment that had just unfolded in the street. Their features a look of worry but were sure to fade as they started up rumours and gossip about the young women. Especially since she was talking about s*x while sitting in another mans arm; in public. Only thralls would behave in such a way.

"Move! Get out of the way!" Sigurd yelled as he ran to his sister, pushing past villagers.

"El!" Sigurd exclaimed as he saw the state his sister was in. He stopped rushing and decided to walk slowly to her, in an attempt to not startle her.

"We must move her from prying eyes." Ubbe muttered as soon as Sigurd was close enough. Sigurd nodded in agreement and crouched beside Eleanor.

"We are going to move you now, darling." Ubbe muttered into Eleanor's hair. Sigurd and Ubbe both lifted Eleanor, her arms wrapped around both males necks as they held her waist, they silently and as quick as they could; moved Eleanor to the Great Hall.

Warriors trusted to the royal family opened the doors and ushered them through, allowing only the Prince's and Queens maids to enter.

Ubbe lead the way to his chambers and gently placed Eleanor down onto his furs. Sigurd sat on the bed beside her as Ubbe spoke with Torvi, his mother's maiden. Torvi nodded her head in understanding and quickly walked out of his chambers, along with the warriors and other maids.

"Så mye lyst." Eleanor muttered as she slowly fell asleep, her body was drained and her soul felt heavy. She tried to wake; so she could explain her situation and what had lead her to be trapped in her own mind for what felt like hours. But she couldn't, her head was still pounding against her skull and the taste of blood was still strong on her tongue.

"Så mye lyst." Eleanor muttered again as she rolled over in the furs slightly.

Torvi came back after a while with a bowl of cool water and cloth. She also held a small basket of natural plants and oils to place amongst Eleanor.

"This is a women's job, I'm sorry to exclude you." Torvi mumbled as she stopped in the doorway, two other maids behind her.

"Whatever to calm her down, Torvi." Ubbe said as he bowed his head and moved from the corner of his chambers to walk out the door.

"Come Sigurd, lets have a drink. To calm our own anxieties." Ubbe said as he smiled at the young Viking. Both Sigurd and Ubbe left the women to do their work.

Their work consisted of small but strong spells and heavily oiled water as they more then bathed Eleanor in the ingredients. Lavender filled the small room along with the sent of thyme.

Cleanse the body of its inner demons. Pray to the Gods for this to succeed.

It was not long that Eleanor awoke feeling refreshed but slightly embarrassed as she took in her surroundings. The maids had long gone and on their place was Ubbe; sitting against the wall at his small table.

Eleanor watched him, his eyes closed and head slack against the wood.

"Staring is considered a threat." Ubbe mumbled, not moving from his current position.

"Are you challenging me Jalmaridatter?" He added, opening one eye as he glanced over to Eleanor.

"Unfortunately no, Ubbe." Eleanor's voice was rough from her screaming. As soon as she opened her mouth to talk, her head began to thud again. Ubbe notices and sat forward in his chair, elbows rested on his knees as he watched Eleanor closely.

"What happened to you last night?" He asked making Eleanor scrunch her nose up in confusion.

"What?" Eleanor asked, her voice rising a little.

"It seemed you had a breakdown, you were screaming and saying 'so much lust'?" Ubbe said as he watched Eleanor's features go from confused to knowing.

It all was coming back to her! The man falling from the sky, his screams of fear, they way the wind hit her so forcefully and the desires she felt. Screaming - the taste of blood. It all came rushing back to her, creating her headache to become worse.

"I remember." Eleanor muttered, lifting her left hand up to rub her forehead.

"Tell me what happened?" Ubbe asked, looking at Eleanor with worry.

"I am not sure. All I know is that it will happen again."