She couldn't help but smile at the man in front of her, her hand still in his. He was handsome......beautiful even, there was no denying that; but she didn't belong to him, she belonged to the three men that had saved her, at least until her debt to them was repaid. Her eyes falling on them, as they and the other men continued to stand there and look at her. She never one to feel embarrassed about how she appeared and what she was; but at this moment, she was glad for the damp cloak that she pulled up to cover the naked upper half of her body.

"Do you understand me..........?" The man in front of her continued. The haffrue slowly nodding as she turned her attention back to him. A broad smile gracing his features.

"And you can speak our tongue........?" The new question resulting in another nod of her head.

"You........you are the men of the North. The children of Vili, Vé, and Odin. Descendants of Ask and Embla who were formed from the trees on the beach........" She finally replied. The handsome man's smile growing as he nodded in agreement.

"And you...........?"

"I am the daughter of Rán and Ægir; the sister of the waves. The wanderer of the seas........." She explained. A murmur going around as the words left their lips. Mutterings of annoyance that the Christians had dared to imprison the child of gods. The haffrue pushing herself up against the walls of the ship, as her eyes fell on one man, she recognising him as one of the monks.

"You......you............"

"What did they do.......?" One of the men that had saved her, asked, as he came to kneel at her side. His pointy short hair and black marks around his eyes, making her want to smile a little, despite the monk reminding her of what she had had to endure.

"They.......they took me from my home; locked me away in that room. They called me a child of their devil. Some said I would be killed for my crimes, though I have never defied the laws of men. They would not allow me to have water from the sea, to be in my true form. And one........one.......touched me......hurt me..........." All eyes turning to the monk that Ragnar had brough with them. The young man just shaking his head.

"I.......I knew nothing of this..........none of it......." He spoke up trying to defend himself. Yet that did nothing to appease the man that had saved her. He having to be stopped before he could get to the monk.

"You come anywhere near her again, Christian. And no matter what, you will be meeting your God far sooner than you thought." He threatened. His tone, though light and filled with mirth, still making it clear that he meant every word.

"Flóki..........!" Ragnar warned, as he kept a grip on him. The tension pushing the haffrue to speak again.

"Thank you........." Her voice causing all to look at her.

"Thank you Flóki, and you too........." She continued, before her gaze fell on the other two men.

"I am called (Y/n), and I owe you all a debt for rescuing me. So, I am yours until that debt is repaid. Where you three go, I go. What you wish, I will obey............"

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Flóki, Torstein and Rollo sat with her. She liked knowing their names and she felt safe in their presence; far safer than she had with the supposedly pious monks. They had told her much after she had declared to all that she belonged to the three men. They had spoken of why they had been on the monk's island, of their destination, a place called Kattegat; and what and who they were. (Y/n) finding herself smiling as she listened to them.

"When you say that you are ours..........." She looking to Torstein as he finally broached the topic that she was sure that Flóki and Rollo also wanted to speak about.

"And what we wish you will obey.......what......what did you mean........?"

"That I am your servant. If you have a wish, a need and I can fulfil it, I will. That I will remain in Kattegat with you all, until that debt is paid. And when it is, I will return to the sea.........." She replied. Smiling at Rollo as he draped the freshly soaked cloak back over her body.

"Any wish............?" Torstein continued, as he leant a little closer to her. A blush coming to her cheeks, as she saw the look not only in his eyes, but in the eyes of Rollo and Flóki too. The haffrue aware of the desires of men; that both her forms could illicit lust when it came to mortals. And if such things were the desires of those that had saved her, then she would not say no.

"Any wish..........." (Y/n) responded, before placing her hand on Torstein's cheek.

"All I ask is that you allow me to return to my true form when I need. I can only remain in human form for so long, before it begins to hurt, before I fall ill. But other than that, I am yours to do with as you wish.........." She added, before she leant forward and placed a kiss to Torstein's lips; then Flóki's lips and Rollo's. Making it quite clear to the men, that she really did mean any wish.