Alfheimr Renaissance

When they came back from the meeting with Jarl Skiringe, Bodil told me that Sir had received a farm as a gift from Jarl Skiringe a bit east along the coast, and the Jarl Skiringe would show it to Sir in the afternoon, and it definitely was my turn to watch Sir again. At first I didn't understand what Bodil meant, but the look she gave me quickly made it clear what would surely happen on that farm. It made me smile, because Bodil doesn't understand how to appreciate such guard duty.

I'm definitely pleased with last night and the enormous surprises, and I don't know if the biggest is that Sir is a human from Midgård, or that he likes to give absolutely amazing sex in a way men here will never do. As Liv said, Sejdmann fits, because sex with him is like having both a man and a woman and more. No woman will be prepared for that. I wasn't, and I have guarded several times before while Sir or Madam had sex without any problems, and that was before he really focused on Liv's pleasure and uses wooden things during sex. I want to regret that evening, but I can't. I almost regret that I didn't go further, but I worry about how Sir will look at me from now on. How will my service change? Will he expect me to accompany him to bed regularly just like Ciara? Will I be able to say no, knowing how much Liv enjoyed it? How much I enjoy it? Best to avoid thinking about that experience, because it's a dangerous path for a shieldmaiden to start walking with her master, and I have sworn an oath for two years.

My thoughts won't to stop grinding, but I try to focus on my guard duty while we go up to the fortress, take the boat across the river and ride. Trying to show myself worthy of my Sir who in many ways are more powerful than we thought, and it strikes me hard that Sir is even more powerful than that. Sir came here from Midgård with Bifrost. He came here via his own sejd, and never in my life have I seen such strong sejd before, never heard of it so strongly except in Sagas. Everyone knows something special happened that day, just not what, and people have been wildly speculating. Who can guess that the man in front of me - who is embarrassingly enough a bad rider and obviously unaccustomed to horses - is the one who caused it. He could be any wealthy man.

Sir explains that where he comes from, carriages are apparently more comfortable and more practical than horses and most don't ride, which says a lot about the roads and carriages they must have there. In Midgård. Great Oden, it's a hell of a thing to think about. That is why he's so incredibly hairy. Humans are supposed to be hairy. But Sir is anything but primitive, and Midgård must be the same if they have impressive roads everywhere. How else would carriages get around and be better?

Bodil told me about our Sir's plan; to create an Academy that gathers and teaches knowledge and create fantastic things that have never been seen before. We've seen his knife, and I doubt its like exists in this world. What sejd can a make a knife blade stay so mirror perfect, shiny and nice, without the slightest rust or discoloration? Sir doesn't polish or care for the blade other than wiping it of; he just expects it to be clean and shiny and it's obviously a tool in his eyes. Not a status symbol. Just the grip and sheath is like nothing we've seen.

I'm proud to guard such a powerful Sir, and with his rising reputation and power I too will become known. Both me and Bodil have already been introduced to Jarl Skiringe. Perhaps then I can accompany ships on long voyages or raids. Freya really blessed us when we went down to the harbor, and we happened to see Hagan floating in the water. Bodil wanted to see and test the vest, but didn't want to go forth to Sejdmann Arnesson by herself.

Iselin's subtle remark was prophetic:

Eventually, warriors will look past Sir's Sejdmann title and understand how good, kind and easy a Sir he is to serve, but the first who are smart enough to seek guard duty, will have adventures and experiences worthy of a Saga.

Her compliments and jealous looks on my breasts made me a little worried that Sir would be attracted to my breasts, but his discomfort there on the beach calmed me down, and we really needed the service. Our conversations and even what kind of sex we would have, have calmed that anxiety, and it was probably just real envy from Iselin. Yeah, her talk later should have confirmed that. She do envy my breasts.

It is a really nice farm of the type I can only wish to own in many years, on 5 mantal fine arable land divided into a few fields with a nice view down over the bay, with a lot of forest over rocky hills and cliffs all the way down to the sea to the south. It even has a small lake up among the hills. Jarl Skiringe certainly knows how to give a valuable gift, and she have pointing out all the other farms she owns in the vicinity. She seems to own all the land we have ridden over since we crossed the river.

We all looked attentively and surprised when Sir took up an already prepared map of the area and was shown what the boundaries are and he carefully filled in where the stream went, and marked the farm and other things. I've heard about maps but it was the first time I saw one, and Jarl Skiringe was really surprised that Sir produced a map just like that, when she herself, doesn't have one. Just another impressive proof of Sir's sejd, to be able to see a distant place and draw it before we came here. The little sejd quill he wrote with is like nothing I have ever seen, and is probably just another proof of Midgård's fantastic craftsmanship and sejd, not to mention the little fabric covered box that he says helps him remember exactly what it looks like. I just have to accepting that Sir has so much more secrets than we can guess. It's depressing to realise that it is we Elves here in Alfheimr who are the primitive ones, not the Humans.

It will be an interesting service in many ways, and it's already an adventure with experiences worthy of a Saga. Our Sir is from another world. Bodil is so looking forward to seeing Sir's craftsmanship, and what fantastic things he will created. If I know her right, she will probably want to contribute in some small way. We really have different dreams, but Freya listened to our prayers for a good Sir and adventure, and really managed to fulfill them all. We have to buy some animal to sacrifice to Freya.

The farm has two nice Longhouses at an angle, and they're in good condition, especially considering no one lives here and the main house has a nice view down over the large bay and the island. Someone has cleaned it, and prepared for our arrival. It is hard to stay neutral after I saw how the bed had been prepared with several large blankets and pillows. Jarl Skiringe have definitely listened to Liv, and made plans accordingly. But then again, she have to be careful about men in her life. Sir is an exception that only a fool would pass by. Jarl Skiringe is a lot of things, but not a fool. It will be fun to see how Jarl Myrun Skiringe reacts after an afternoon with my Sir.

I do my duty and guard, but this time outside together with Jarl Skiringe's shieldmaidens. Me and Sir agree on that. I've learned that lesson, and it feels good that Sir suggested it, and Skiringe also sent out her shieldmaidens. The two shieldmaidens are apparently not used to this, and Jarl Skiringe is certainly very careful which men she goes to bed with and when, but a Sejdmann is a Sejdmann, and I wonder what Liv said. The two shieldmaidens are so embarrassed and uncomfortable about the muffled sounds we hear. We only hear Jarl Skiringe, but I can imagine that Sir keeps his mouth and tongue busy and his nimble fingers wander and feel her out. Hard to let go of thoughts of that wonderful tongue, lips and fingers. His eyes looking into mine. The beard that tickles. Our tongues that taste each other while his fingers play with my fingers, breasts and between my legs, and the feeling of his mouth around my rings where his tongue plays in sync with his fingers.

GAAHH!

Just standing here listening and pretending like nothing is so difficult, because I know enough about what Skiringe experiences, and my body knows it too. That memory is far too fresh, and I can feel how moist and ready I'm. How the HEL will I be able to continue to be Sir's guard if I become like this every time? Even if I wanted to leave this duty to Bodil - I can't. Apart from the fact that she will be more embarrassed than my company out here is, I can't expose her to this. It's better if I continue and have to live with the consequences. Learn from my arrogance. It will lead to more sex, and more intimate sex with Robert sooner or later, because I doubt I will be able to say no, especially if he smiles his sexy smile.

A strained and controlled voice interrupts my thoughts when one of them comes closer, coughs and says:

"Does guard duty for Sejdmann Arnesson usually involve things like this?"

I can't help but tease them and increase Sir's reputation by saying nonchalantly, and quite honestly;

"This isn't special. Yesterday afternoon until this morning, Sir had sex with a woman for half a day, and she was sad that he didn't want a wife or concubine right now. In Sir's cabin sleeps his two happy and beautiful young maids who complains that Sir doesn't want sex more often. Sejdmann Robert Arnesson is a true Sejdmann, and it's not only incredibly powerful sejd that Freya blessed him with. Sir not only has strong enough beard growth that Sir needs to cut it twice per week, you should see him without his shirt on, for Sir's whole body are covered by thin fine hair. Right now Jarl Skiringe experiences fantastic sex in a way she never even dreamed of before. It wouldn't surprise me if Jarl Skiringe will rethink her life goals before we returned to Skiringsalr."

The shieldmaidens just look at each other before trying to stare out at the surroundings, when we hear a female moan of pure pleasure flowing out through the walls.

It was quite a long time before we left the farm. Jarl Skiringe is so content and happy when we slowly ride across the fields and through the forest. I just love the faces her shieldmaidens get, when we hear their Jarl wish that she hopes Sejdmann Arnesson will visits his farm again soon, and that she will pray to Freya to protect him on his journey, but hopes that Freya do so that his journey returns here. There are plenty of discreet hints that Jarl Skiringe wishes to have a much closer contact in the future, and when she starts talking about family and children, it's clear she has started probing for a possible future relationship between them, while Sir's only friendly and polite.

I used the time when we guarded to try to think of a solution to my own problem, and only found a half bad one. Sooner or later I won't be able to resist feeling Robert take me, and if it has happened once, it will happen again. Liv and Skiringe's reaction proves that, and I'm beginning to understand Iselin's frustration and dreams. I can only hope that Robert is a better man and Sir than he already is, so that I can continue as his guard instead of becoming something else. So it's better that we have some what controlled sex, when there isn't enough time to disappear in lust and he can't treat me like a lover, in a way that doesn't risk me having children. I can't become pregnant with Robert's child.

Hopefully in the future I can get that sejd thing he's doing with Liv, but until then there are other ways, but I should have bought a condom from Liv. Robert needs a loyal skilled guard, not a pregnant shieldmaiden who is a burden and a shame. It would also shatter my dreams of a good reputation, adventure and raids across the seas, and I might be forced to return home as a disappointment and burden to my parents.

Freya! Please, hear my desperate silent wish. I'm trying to be brave, bold and loyal - as a shieldmaiden should be. It might not be combat, but you're the Goddess of Love and Sexuality too. Please grant my wish!