The sun came up at long last and where Tyr rested was heavily guarded, even Gudrun was not allowed in.
Nora was inside alongside some other Vikings versed in medicine. They had been there ever since last night because they did not know who to trust.
Tyr's life was in danger, with Kolbeinn and Gissur dead, they could not afford to lose Tyr too or that would be the end of them because they lacked leadership.
Everyone was praying for his health, they knew he would not die because he was the only one that could face Sighvatur if he indeed did kill Sturla.
Gissur was dead, he was the edge they needed but Tyr knew he would not see a better chance to kill him than that moment but it looked like the gods were done with Tyr Ragnarsson.
A scream reverberated in the building, it was Nora's cry, and the sobbing got louder and louder.
Gudrun tried to muscle her way through but she lacked the physical strength to accomplish such a feat but this did not stop her from trying.
