Forbidden Love :
A Story Of The Goddess Lofn
Two Moves Are Better Than One
" Well ! If my husband can introduce himself onto the game board that is Midgard then so too can I ! " she whispered angrily.
" I believe I will take this game in a whole new direction ! " she said slyly.
Then suddenly her grin turned into a full smile and she laughed out loud.
" A dream can be a most potent weapon. " she told herself.
Myrgjol, the daughter of King Vifinnr and Queen Jorunna, awoke from her nightmare shivering and in a cold sweat. Though she could not remember the entirety of her dream, which had caused her present state of confusion, and anxiety, she knew enough to know that she now felt dirty and violated. When she realized that the dream had only mirrored her monthly condition, she was both relieved and disappointed. To cleanse her mind and body of the " curse ", as she called it, Myrgjol decided to take a ride south to the river Slyan to bathe in private. After quickly dressing she called for her man servant to saddle her horse.
It was a beautiful day in southern Jamtaland. The sky was blue, with only a few white puffy clouds to block out Sunna's glorious warming rays. As Myrgjol kicked her horse harder and harder the breeze seemed to blow away the " curse " of womanhood that had come upon her so suddenly. Her mother had told her that becoming a woman was a blessing from the Goddess Frigga, but Myrgjol simply could not see this horrible malady in that light. Despite the fact that her mother was married at fourteen, and had Almsteinn at sixteen, Myrgjol, who was now thirteen, did not look forward to marriage, and motherhood.
As Myrgjol slowed her horse down to a trot, along the muddy bank of the River Slyan, she glanced over to find a spot that was deep enough to bathe in, but which did not have too swift of a current. She quickly found a deep pool shaded beneath a gnarly old oak tree, and dismounted. Before going into the water she tied her horse to the trunk of the tree, and then looked all around to make certain that she was truly all alone. Only when she was sure that there was no one else near did she begin to undress.
When the tip of her big toe broke the top of the water she recoiled from its cold touch, and retreated back to the bank. She stood for a long moment on the river's edge, with her arms crossed, before taking a deep breath and jumping into the cold mountain fed water. As she surfaced Myrgjol swam over to the shallow section of the pool, that was not shaded by the branches of the great oak, and began to wash herself in the cool water.
With every rub of her hand Myrgjol was not only washing the dirt and sweat from her skin, but she was trying to rid herself of the frustration and helpless feelings of becoming something that she felt she was not yet ready for. The cool water relieved her cramps and feverishness, but it did nothing to subdue her crankiness over her unwanted plight. As her hands washed over her stomach she touched herself lower and felt an inner shiver run through her body, that was not caused by the cool river water.
Slowly her fingers manipulated her genitals until each new feeling of ecstasy made Myrgjol become lost in a new type of dream world, one which she had never experienced before. As her body contorted with orgasmic pleasure she began to think that maybe this new chapter in her life might not be quite so bad. The " dream " ended when she heard a twig snap nearby. And although Myrgjol did not know why she suddenly felt embarrassed she swam out into deeper water to hide her nakedness.
That morning Heinrekr awoke to the disappointment of another day. He wished that his father, King Harjulf, had taken him along with the army, but his mother Queen Helga would not allow him to go, stating that he was still too young for such adventures. " I am fifteen now, mother ! " he had complained. As usual, however, his mother prevailed and the army had left without him.
He had not planned on hunting this day, but the night before he had a vivid dream of killing a huge deer, and had left at first light to make that dream a reality. He had been tracking deer and elk near the River Slyan when he heard a large splash from the direction of the river. Thinking it must be a deer, or better yet a herd of deer crossing the river, he quickly dismounted and quietly went over to investigate. What he saw in the water intrigued him much more than a deer or even a whole herd of elk !
Heinrekr slowly moved forward, inching his way ever closer to the river, where the naked girl was bathing herself. He had almost reached the bank when he stepped on a twig alerting the bather to his presence.
" Do not fear me ! I mean you no harm ! " he quickly shouted to the frightened girl.
With her face blushed red with embarrassment Myrgjol asked the stranger an angry question, in a most indignant tone.
" How long have you been watching me ?! "
Heinrekr grinned boyishly.
" Not for as long as I would have liked. " he answered slyly.
Myrgjol shook her fist violently at the stranger, which caused her to bob up and down in the water exposing her budding breasts.
" An honorable man would not have stood there leering at me, but would have graciously announced his presence with his back turned ! " she scolded the stranger.
" If I had known from the start that it was a beautiful woman, and not a deer which had jumped into the river, I would have surely called out to you earlier. " he explained.
Myrgjol could not stop herself from blushing again. She had never been called " beautiful " before by any of the boys in the village, and the word made a warm feeling run through her that she enjoyed very much.
" Well ! I will forgive you for your indiscretion this time if you will turn your back and allow me to leave the water and get dressed unhindered by your stare. " she told him with a smile that she could not hide.
Heinrekr grinned from ear to ear.
" Will this do ? " he asked as he turned around.
Myrgjol narrowed her eyes as she carefully observed the stranger's stance.
" I believe that will be alright. " she replied in an unconvincing tone.
Heinrekr could hear the maiden as she slowly splashed out of the water, and with every footfall that fell in the sucking mud along the bank he felt something rise up inside of him. Eventually the temptation became too much and he could not resist taking a peek. As he watched her dry herself off he noticed a small stain appear on the cloth.
" Are you injured ? You are bleeding ?! " he asked.
Myrgjol turned her body away from the young man, who had broken his oath not to look, and scolded him again.
" My body is no concern of yours ! " she told him, as she continued to clean herself up.
Heinrekr was both pleased and embarrassed that he had looked and been caught.
" I will not apologize. It was well worth risking your scorn to see how lovely you are. " he told her.
As Myrgjol finished putting on her dress she asked the question that should have been asked much earlier.
" May I have the name of the rascal who has seen me naked ? " she inquired angrily.
The young man turned back around and smiled at her.
" I am Heinrekr, the son of King Harjulf Hornbriotr of Herjadalr. " he replied proudly.
Myrgjol instinctively pulled her knife out of her belt before responding.
" And I am Myrgjol, the daughter of King Vifinnr of Jamtaland ! " she informed Heinrekr while brandishing her seax menacingly at him.
Heinrekr slowly put his hands up in the air.
" I surrender to your great beauty. " he told her graciously.
Myrgjol knew that she should have run over and tried to kill the son of her father's enemy, but there was something in his smile that prevented her from reacting to her instincts. As she placed her weapon back in its sheath she stood staring at the young man with the boyish smile. Then, suddenly, as if everything her mother told her had come true, she thought to herself.
" Is this what it feels like to be a woman ? Is this what it is to be in love ! "
From her high-seat at Hlidskjalf Frigga grinned from ear to ear.
" If I may say so myself, I think I played that rather well. " she whispered happily to herself as she glanced down at the viewing portal.
" I do believe that every once in a while dreams do come true ! " she quickly added.
Then, as if someone had tickled her, she began to laugh heartily at her own joke.
- End Chapter 4
- Next : Chapter 5 : Frigga Demands, Odin Relents
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2019.