Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 66 Margaret is making trouble
Margaret took a sip of water to moisten her throat, which was dry from nervousness. The anxiety in her heart was like a bird locked in a cage, eagerly looking for a way out.

The thought of running away lingered in her mind, but her pride and royal demeanor did not allow her to choose such an embarrassing way. Moreover, how could she, alone, go through all these obstacles and return to distant Eastern Europe?
She needed manpower and loyal followers. However, she was clearly aware that she was just a hostage trapped in the hands of the enemy and could encounter unexpected events at any time. But her courage and wisdom told her that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, there was a possibility of a comeback.

Margaret turned to the maid who had come in, with a strange light in her eyes, as if she was evaluating the other person's potential. "Woman, you know I'm a queen, right?" There was an elusive humor in her voice, "Do you want to be a lord?"

The maid was obviously frightened by Margaret's words. She looked at the captured queen in confusion, wondering what she was planning.

Margaret continued, "I plan to escape. If you can help me return to my kingdom, I will take you with me. Once there, I will make you a lord and give you a large piece of land!"

The maid's face changed. She was obviously attracted by the proposal, but fear and reality made her hesitate. "You can't run away. I don't have that much ability. And the lord will kill me if he finds out!" She finally shook her head and rejected Margaret's proposal.

However, Margaret saw a hint of hesitation in her eyes. She knew that with enough temptation and assurance, this maid could become her key ally. She decided to make further efforts and use her eloquence and wisdom to persuade this potential ally.

Margaret spoke in a low voice, trying to sound mature. Like a cunning dreadlord, her words were full of temptation and promise: "Are you willing to be a maid for the rest of your life? Have you ever envied your lord's wife?
You don't need to do anything, just help me spread the news and tell them that if anyone is willing to help me escape, I will give him an army and a large fiefdom, and make him a lord.

When the time comes, I will also reward you with the title of lord!"

Her eyes were firm and her oath was sincere. If someone could really help her solve this problem that she couldn't solve herself and survive, she would indeed fulfill her promise and make him the lord.

The maid's face was tangled, and she was obviously weighing the pros and cons. She finally spoke, with a hint of uncertainty in her tone: "Are you telling the truth?"

Margaret looked at her deeply and swore in the name of Woden and her royal family: "I swear in the name of Woden and my royal family. My family taught me to keep my word, because any deception will lead to distrust from others, and gradually no one will believe what you say!

I am different from your Lord Ragnar. It is precisely because I value credibility that I was caught here by the dishonest Ragnar! "

The maid was moved by her sincerity and finally nodded: "How can I help you?"

Margaret smiled slightly and began to whisper instructions to the maid she had instigated to rebel. Her plans and hopes were all placed on this little maid who wanted to make progress.

Soon, there was a great uproar in Ragnar's territory. A rumor spread like a gust of wind, quickly sweeping every corner, claiming that Ragnar had captured a king from a powerful country by deceiving the evil god Loki.

(Loki: What does it have to do with me? Am I the one taking the blame again?)
The imprisoned king declared that if anyone could help her escape from this cage and return to her own territory, she would grant that person the honorable status of Lord Yar.

Curious people began to ask around, and they learned the true story from the Viking warriors who had traveled to the Rus region. The news snowballed, and Margaret's name and her promise became the topic of people's whispers.

Margaret was secretly delighted when she received the feedback from the maid. She remembered the old saying, "Money makes the world go round." She couldn't help but sigh that the wisdom of her ancestors was indeed the truth.

Now, she, "God of Cooking, Donkey Knight, Commander of Huskalz, Furnace Builder, Great Witch, Seabird Slayer of Gotland, Conqueror of Severe Cold, King of Gotland, Salt Mine Crusher into Pieces and Throwing in Pots, Fire Bull King, Blood Eagle Artist, Leader of the Curonians, Great Military Leader, Future Leader of Eastern Europe, Margaret, Lori, Queen Robertsonduti", only needs to wait quietly, wait for the development of the situation, wait for the person who can help her regain her freedom to appear.

Rumors outside that Margaret was willing to reward the person who rescued her and make him a lord intensified, and eventually this trend reached Ragnar's ears.

"What does that little queen want to do? Does she think that just with a few words she can get my people to help her escape?" Ragnar smiled contemptuously, his eyes revealing disdain for Margaret. He looked at Floki who was reporting to him.

"Should we just kill her?" Floki asked, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

"No, if we kill her now, I'm afraid it will lead to revenge. Those people know we are in Denmark, and once they come, they will be able to find out where I am. Her kingdom is too powerful for us to contend with. We must hold her to protect ourselves!" However, his smile soon disappeared because of a commotion outside the lord's hall: "Stop, what do you want to do?"

"Kill them all!"

"Sir, a rebellion has occurred!" A guard hurried over to report, and a fight had already broken out outside.

The slap in the face came too quickly, and Ragnar was stunned. He glanced towards the room where Margaret was.

"Ragnar, what happened?" Lagertha came out, and Ragnar took the sword and shield from the wall with a gloomy face, and rushed out with Floki.

Not long after, Ragnar came back covered in blood, and Floki was injured. The rebellion outside had been suppressed, the rebels were all killed, but the guards also suffered heavy losses.

This situation attracted a large number of people to watch, and some people had dangerous looks in their eyes.

"I have contacted thirty warriors. Shall we take action?" a conspiring citizen asked in a low voice, with a crazy gleam in his eyes.

He is a lord! Who wouldn't want to be a lord who can do whatever he wants? Who wouldn't want to be a lord?
"No, wait a little longer. Contact more people. We must wait for a good opportunity, an opportunity to seize the ship and take the little queen away!"

Ragnar stormed into Margaret's room, dragged her out of bed, and said in anger, "How dare you incite my subjects to oppose me?"

Margaret looked innocent, but she was laughing crazily in her mind. She was sure that Ragnar would not kill her, otherwise he would not have saved her.

"I am just your prisoner. Tell me, how did I incite your people to oppose you?"

But she also didn't want to provoke the other party with words, as the show had just begun.

"Ragnar, what are you doing? Put her down, she's just a child!" Lagertha followed in, grabbed Ragnar's hand and snatched Margaret away.

Ragnar glared at Margaret and left angrily.

Margaret's eyes flickered. This was getting more and more exciting.

A few days later, a new rumor spread like a whirlwind throughout Ragnar's territory. The rumor claimed that anyone who could rescue the Queen of Gotland and capture the fleet would be crowned the great lord of a town and receive a huge reward of three thousand pounds of gold.

This news was like adding fuel to the fire, making those who were already eager to make a move even more impatient. Desire and greed quietly grew in the dark night, and everyone was secretly calculating how to seize their own opportunities in this storm.

In the dead of night, Margaret's maid who had rebelled hurriedly reported to her: "Your Majesty, be prepared tonight, something big is going to happen!"

A gleam of light flashed in Margaret's eyes, and she knew that her chance had finally come.

(End of this chapter)