Aria Of The Cursed Dragon

Siegfried laid on the bed with a sleeping Hange in his arms as he stared at the ceiling with a dazed expression on his face.

He didn't know why but he had been having this nagging feeling in the back of his mind from the start of the expedition.

It was like his instincts were warning him of something , and this feeling only grew as the expedition continued.

Tomorrow they would set off for Shiganshina, and this feeling in him only grew stronger.

He didn't know what would happen but he doubted it would be anything good , it would be nice if it was just him being paranoid.

Siegfried gently carressed Hange's supple skin as he couldn't help but squeeze her pert rear which was red with his handprints as he had been very rough on her at her request.

It would have been embarrassing to face the other scout members if not for Erwin giving him a place at a secluded corner of the base.

Truly a good man!

Gazing at Hange's sleeping face Siegfried couldn't help but be a bit nostalgic as he thought about them.

Although he promised himself to start a new life , and forget about everything, it wasn't that easy.

He may not be the same person they fell in love with but those feelings were real.

Whenever he thought of Artoria, Morgan or the others he would feel a pain of heartbreak.

The thought of never being able to see them ever again was something that bothered him every living moment no matter how much he tried to ignore it.

A normal man would break if he lost his loved ones but Siegfried had not only lost his loved ones but had to watch them die in pain in more than one occasion.

Those memories, he didn't just watch them .... He lived them.

He lived through each and every memory fragment , felt every emotion , pain and everything.

He wondered if he was already insane and he just didn't know it yet.

He would sometimes wonder if Mordred was able to live happily, even if Morgan didn't say anything he knew she was his child.

Even if she was conceived through not normal means , A child between him , Artoria and Morgan.

He couldn't imagine the confusion she must have went through , her mothers fighting and her father dead.

He wondered if Mordred knew he was her father , he had always treated her like his own as he was sure she was his daughter.

Unlike the visions he had with Krym and Bryn he wasn't able to discern what happened to Artoria or Morgan.

He hoped they would not fight again atleast for Mordred's sake but he had no way of knowing.....

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Unknown universe.....

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A Black haired woman with vibrant green eyes was gazing at the far away Yggdrasill with a dazed look on her face as her green eyes seemed to lack the vitality they should.

" Brünnhilde! There you are ! " A brown haired woman wearing a gown that hugged her curves came to Brünnhilde's side as she appeared a bit anxious.

" Hilda..." Brünnhilde just addressed the woman curtly before fixing her gaze back on the horizon.

Hilda who heard Brünnhilde's words just sighed wearily as she was very much used to the young woman's behaviour.

" Why did you just leave like that ..... You do understand the commotion you have caused right ? " Hilda asked in a tired voice as she knew what Brünnhilde's answer would be , she was 100% sure that the black haired woman could care less.

"And ? ..." And as expected Brünnhilde just indifferently replied to Hilda's question, she didn't think much of the thing that happened a few hours ago , she believed she just put a clown in his place and it was not like the Allfather was going to punish her for that , she was too capable for that.

" Don't 'And' me ! You just threw your drink on Prince Baldur's face and broke his nose! " Hilda said in an exasperated tone as she gazed at the still nonchalant woman in front of her.

" Oh..." Brünnhilde let out a noncommittal exclamation as she had forgotten all about the matter as she was deep in her thoughts.

Prince or not , Baldur was asking for it from the way he was harrassing her.

He just wouldn't take no for an answer , no matter how many times she rejected him he just wouldn't take the hint.

He was just like a certain disgusting man she remembered , the person who was responsible for every bad thing in her life.

If not for that disgusting wretch 'He' wouldn't have left her life and she wouldn't have had to commit the sin of taking their child's life.

If not for being considerate of the Allfather and his wife Lady Frigga , she would have already crushed Baldur's genitals for daring to gaze at her like that.

She especially had an extreme aversion to males , it was not to the point of hatred but she preferred not being touched by them so when Baldur tried to grab her, she broke his nose in rage.

For a god a busted nose is nothing but it surely would bruise his ego , but there was nothing he could do as Brünnhilde was the strongest Valkyrie under Odin.

She had even warned the Allfather to control Baldur if he didn't want her to leave , she didn't say anything like killing Baldur , she just told him that she would leave if Baldur continued to annoy her....

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[ Brünnhilde]

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