Bruised, bloody, and barely dressed, she knew it was over. She had no doubt the Vikings would search for her if she tried to runβespecially now, with their companion lying dead. It would be dark soon, and she had no idea where she could go or hide. Jilliand knew they would come for her. The Vikings were not likely to let this goβespecially it being an attack by a woman. She was defeated. Weak and shaking, she stared at the manβs body. I think tonight I die.