[RajDarge] 
Maiden of the Shield 02
Nordic Beauty
Freya startled awake. What an odd voice, and it seemed forever distant. She harder she tried to listen, the softer it got. But the message was repeated over and over.
It was there from the moment she woke till the moment she slept.
Was it from the gods. Surely not. She was of royal descent, but only minor royalty. She had no lands, or title, or possesions save what she and her family could defend in battle. She lived a meagre life.
She tidied the draughty room she called hers. The one she had wrested from her brothers when she came of age. Now she inhabited it as her father bargained her maindenhead was auctioned. She knew her fate, and did not begrudge the men that vied for her virginity. This was the order of things.
She spied a small metal ornament on the floor. She lifted it, but it was attached to the earth. She had never seen it before. The earthen floor which she kept clean never revealed such a treasure.
She dug at it with a stick, but the hole just widened and deepend. I sack was revealed, long covered in dirt, and a small man sized hole in her floor.
She was almost afraid to open the sack. Inside was armor and a blade. It was fine garb, too fine for the likes of her. She remembered the message.
She donned the armour and sword.
I suppose if I'm to sire a nation, I might as well appear to fit the part. Tomorrow was her birthday and she would heed the words with the conviction of one spoken to by gods.
In the morning, she once again put on the armor, and sword, and stood on the hill with the hunt and repeated in a loud voice the words looping in her head.