Chapter 23: Birth and Education in the North Country
Love, love, the weak buds will eventually grow strong...
The gestation of life is sacred and pure.
Hold the love in your arms until you have him/her...
——"The Ballad of the Freljord: Birth and Parenting"
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Seeing Sejuani hiding her handkerchief in her animal skin blanket, Aslan didn't point it out. He just looked at her with the wooden tray until Sejuani slowly changed her behavior of swallowing food roughly.
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For some reason, being looked at by Aslan like this, she felt that she should behave more like a woman in such an occasion.
In a dim environment, a warm fire, and a little food to spice things up, it is very easy to bring each other closer.
In Aslan's view, whether it is Lissandra, Sejuani, or Ashe, who he has not yet met, the three ice sisters each have their own beauty.
Although the lines on her face were a little stiffer, her blue ice-colored eyes were very beautiful, and her figure was so exaggerated that Aslan could hardly hold them all with one hand.
Although Sejuani like this did not have unparalleled beauty, nor did she have a delicate and loving temperament, Aslan still felt the kind of beauty in her that he couldn't help but want to embrace.
"I'm from Noxus, and General Du Croquet, who is currently at the Imperial High Command, is my godfather. I don't mind you knowing my secrets, and I don't hide my true identity.
Cover up.”
Aslan took the copper pot and poured some more Chalan and handed it to Sejuani, "Just like we made a blood oath in the witness of the gods, although my identity will cause you trouble, I think it is still
It’s better to be more honest.”
Sooner or later, Sejuani will know his identity, but the consequences of him telling it and being discovered are completely different things.
Sejuani did not speak. Although she could predict that Aslan's identity was not simple, she did not expect that it would be so complicated. With the rise of Noxus over the years, there have been rumors in many places that this country is domineering and increasingly...
Powerful rumors.
"Noxus? I thought this place with another kind of barbaric customs was full of rough guys!" Sejuani looked at Aslan. The guy she had a blood oath with looked elegant and kind, especially the one who smiled.
She also had a quiet and elegant temperament about her, just like the Ionians described by Udyr, which could not be connected with the barbaric Noxians in her impression.
"Before coming to Freljord, and without the opportunity last night, I would not have imagined that the War Mother of Winter's Claw would be the brightest pearl in the North." Aslan praised Sejuani at the right time.
road.
Putting down Charan in her hand, Sejuani looked at Aslan again, as if thinking about something, and then the expression on her face became extremely serious, "Would you do something that goes against our blood oath? You
You should know that the meaning of the blood oath is sacred."
"How did I give it up?" Aslan subconsciously raised his hand and pinched Sejuani's chin with obvious lines. He looked forward to the Winter's Claw Warmother's calm gaze and said, "Being able to make a blood oath with you, this
it's my honour."
"Then what else do I have to worry about?" Sejuani looked at Aslan and said, "The existence and continuation of the tribe is my first priority as the War Mother. As long as the tribe exists, I am the War Mother. In the War Mother
After that, it’s me, Sejuani.”
Now, it was Aslan's turn to have nothing to say. Sejuani's logic was simple and direct, but he was thinking too much.
The two of them were very close to each other. The animal skin blanket wrapped around Sejuani fell down while she was talking. Aslan looked at her blue eyes and followed the arc of her straight nose.
, you can see the delicate and tight gully that is half covered.
His gaze also reminded Sejuani of the blood oath in the holy pool last night, and her expression became a little unnatural.
It was difficult for her to accept her failure on another battlefield.
"For me, Freljord is a sacred place. Here I obtained my treasure, my true love. I will never forget my days in Freljord in my life."
Sejuani felt that her breathing was a little short. When Aslan came closer, she clenched her fists subconsciously. Being praised by such a man in such a close distance with a gentle voice, even though it was her own blood oath, she still felt
My body still had an instinctive reaction.
Raised by her grandmother at a very young age, Sejuani was very indifferent to the concepts of mother and father. In contrast, Ashe's mother gave her more memories.
She didn't understand what love was, and she maintained an indifferent attitude towards the matter between her mother and Udyr. She focused on the strength of the Winter's Claw tribe. She thought she would not touch such a despicable person.
s things.
But when she knew Aslan said he was leaving, she felt her heartbeat still beat violently, her throat was blocked, and her breathing was a little unsmooth. Originally, she thought that since the other party didn't say anything, she wouldn't ask, and the two of them would simply cooperate.
Can.
But in fact, when Aslan took the initiative to tell her identity, Sejuani had a strange feeling again. She actually found herself feeling a little happy and joyful.
Although she usually acts as if she is thousands of miles away, as unapproachable as solid ice, in fact, she is only about the same age as Aslan now, and all the indifference she shows is caused by Winter's Claw.
It was caused by the environment, and she actually didn't know how to get along with others more appropriately.
Aslan took the wooden plate and the copper kettle containing Charan and prepared to get up and leave. He told Sejuani everything he needed to say, and the cooperation matters were also discussed with Udyr. The rest required him to return.
Only Noxus can handle it.
However, as soon as he stood up, he found that he was being hugged. Sejuani hugged him from behind, very hard.
Snow was falling heavily outside the longhouse, and the temperature in the room was very high. It was already a little hot, but Aslan felt even hotter after being hugged by Sejuani.
He didn't struggle and allowed Sejuani to hold him from behind. Unexpectedly, Sejuani's hands began to unbutton his buttons. It was just that her technique was a bit unfamiliar, but she persevered and her attitude was very serious. Aslan wanted to laugh in his heart.
, she simply stopped resisting and let her fumble to unbutton all the buttons on her collar and take off her coat.
"I want to do it again," Sejuani said.
Aslan turned around and put down the things in his hands and nodded. At this time, Sejuani was like a docile kitten. Aslan could feel her breathing and trembling.
Soon, she felt that her face could not help but feel a little feverish, and she also felt Aslan's love for her.
"You are in great shape, my war mother!"
There is nothing more comforting than the fact that one's own blood oath recognizes one's own charm. Although Sejuani didn't show it on her face, she felt a little sweet in her heart.
"Aslan!" Sejuani looked up, holding Aslan's head with her hands, her tone seemed to be filled with unknown expectation and seriousness.
"I'm here!" Aslan picked her up by the waist. Sometimes the invitation and attitude between men and women can be expressed vividly with just a few words and a few expressions. He knew what Sejuani wanted to do.
With a soft hum from each of them, the two of them were inseparable again.
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