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‘With this ring, I accept you as my husband.’

Gwendolyn had neglected to put the ring on her finger, so she moved to rectify that, but Vidar stopped her by covering her hand with his. Gently, he took the ring from her and slid it on her finger. He didn’t say anything, but it felt as if he’d claimed her. Just as his ring claimed her finger, he had claimed her as his.

He moved away, only to turn back with the sword his Jarl Eirik had given him. It was ornate, with two rubies set into the gilded hilt. He held it out to her, lying flat on both of his palms. ‘I am entrusting this into your care, to be given to our firstborn son. May you bear me many.’

She nodded and took the sword from him, handing it off to Rodor. ‘I accept,’ she said, her voice low enough that only Vidar and Rodor were likely to hear her. ‘But we never agreed to children.’

Now that the ceremony was finished he’d relaxed, and he even smiled at her when she said that. ‘I’m looking forward to the challenge, my lady.’

They were well and truly wed now.

The Viking Warrior's Bride

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