Eivor encountered a woman kneeling beside a road yelling that she was about to give birth.
Eivor encountered a woman on the ground by a road.
- Ermina: Ugh! The baby is coming!
- Eivor: Your baby is coming. Where is the nearest healer? I can take you.
- Ermina: No need for a healer, love. Just to get to the top of that hill. I can do the rest.
- Eivor: What? All the way to the top? And, you intend to go alone in your state?
- Ermina: Yes! I'll roll my fat corpse up this hill if need be.
- Eivor: It is too far to carry you like this without hurting your babe. I shall have to take you by horse.
Eivor climbed on her mount and so did the woman.
- Ermina: You need not help me, but who am I to look a gift Dane in the mouth.
- Eivor: It is dishonorable to leave a pregnant woman to the elements. Why does the baby's father not come to you?
- Ermina: The baby's father is a god. Moccus of the Wood saw me on Solstice and wooed me with his song.
- Eivor: You laid down with a god?
- Ermina: Aye, is that so shocking? Mary grew Christ from the touch of God. I heard of a Dane god who laid down with a horse.
- Eivor: Loki. And, he was also a horse at the time. You didn't get mounted by a horse god, did you?
- Ermina: No! It was very much a man. A godly man, definitely not a mortal. But, I didn't see him by light of day so who knows.
Arriving at the shrine, they dismounted.
- Eivor: We've made it to the shrine. Do you think the otherworldly father will be able to find us?
- Ermina: I wasn't impregnated by a god, just an ordinary man as bored as me! Doubt he'll want anything to do with this child.
- Eivor: I see. Then we shall focus on the child instead. Breathe deeply and try to relax. This will take time. I will build a tent.
Eivor did as she said and helped deliver the baby.
- Anglo-Saxon Child: (baby crying)
- Eivor: You did a great job. A healthy baby girl. Just hear that cry. Warrior's lungs.
- Ermina: A girl. I've no knowledge of warriors or what to name them. How about your name, then? Little Eivor.
A man entered the tent.
- Moccus: Ermina! I've been looking everywhere. Bran told me you'd run off and I worried the worst. Is that? Is—
- Eivor: This is your god-lover? I expected more.
- Moccus: God-lover? Should I take that as a compliment of my prowess or an insult to my name?
- Ermina: Go, Moccus. Our families would never approve the union, and if you're to have any reputation, you will forget me.
- Moccus: I think I get a say in that! I care not about status, and if all we have together is some hut in the woods, then so be it!
Eivor got up and left the tent.
- Eivor: A hut in the woods does sound fit for a witch and her babe.
Eivor brought Ermina to the nearby ruins and helped her with giving birth, after which the father Moccus walked in.