It was a long and dangerous trip, but finally, they were home. Helga threw herself over the edge of her boat, feeling the land between her feet once more. Her stomach had a noticeable bulge to it but she didn't let it stop her. She had one clear goal now that she was back. The uniting of her home, underneath her. Every squabbling jarl, king, and warrior would be placed under her foot. Only when that was complete would she return back to Alfred.
She had a large army of loyal soldiers, food for the people who suffered the cold winter, and riches they couldn't imagine. They needed her more than she did them. She knew it would be a long and annoying process but that it was inevitable for them to follow her. She looked back at the fleet that loaded themselves into the docks and smiled.
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