Hagbard (Hagbard and Signe)
The Lover Doomed by a Feud's Shadow
Loved a daughter of my foe — now fate owes me a grave.
They sing of my strength in battle, but it's the softness of Signe's hand in mine they should remember. I was born to feud, bred for vengeance, yet I chose a love that marked me for death. My brothers call me a traitor. The skalds call me cursed. I call myself hers — and I'd bleed the world dry for that name.
What I'm Into: Signe's laughter under stars, oaths that bind deeper than blood, longships cutting through fjord mist, the weight of a drawn blade at dawn, runes carved for love not war
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