The hunt was not difficult and long. After spending so many years in the forest, I knew all the animal paths, I managed to meet a small swarm of doe with calves. Using a spear, I killed a doe, and when the young came to the mother's body, I took the opportunity and with a stone smashed its head.
I threw prey on my shoulder and returned village. Once I was home, I called Bodil and told her to skin the dead animals and cut the meat into portions. I went to the forge myself, to prepare a grate grill, unfortunately I would waste some precious metal on it, but there are important and more important things ... and good food was the most important. It didn't take much time or craftsmanship to make a grate grill, after an hour it was ready ... and it wasn't beautiful, but was useful.
When I came back Bodil had not finished meat portioning yet, I told her to bring me spices and herbs from home, and I started portioning meat myself ... as wise people say you want to do something right, do it yourself.
After a few minutes, Bodil brought the spices ... but there wasn't much of it except salt, dried mushrooms, bear garlic, hops. I couldn't do much of it, but it's better than nothing. However, instead of a grill, I decided to make a stew.
I cut some fat and put it in the cauldron which was on the fire, then added the chopped pieces of meat and ribs. After they fried a little and released some sauce, I added water, salt, dried mushrooms and bear's garlic and let it boil for an hour or more. It was a poor substitute for a real stew, but the smell was pleasant. When I have a moment of free time, I will go to the forest myself for fruit, honey, nettles ... and maybe for alder and birch to smoke the meat.
I could not wait, finally something that has a taste ... After an hour of torture on my nose, I finally got my feast. I put stew in a bowl, sat down at the table, the aroma tempted my palate.
Before I even tried my dishes, Domownik suddenly appeared and threw my bowl off the table ... I wanted to hurt him very badly ... but before I grabbed anything to throw at him, he appeared before me holding something in his hand.
I didn't need any more explanation.
- Ona? (She?)
Domownik nodded his head.
- Dziękuję. Mam u Ciebie dług.
(Thank you. I owe you.)
Domownik disappeared as quickly as it came, and there was a piece of mushroom lying in front of me ... this bitch wanted to poison me.
If she wants to play, we'll play, but on my terms... I left the house and rubbed my stomach. Bodil was still portioning the meat and sneaking glances at me.
- It was good, you can eat later, but now we have to work... Hey you, we're going to the forest to chop wood, you'll earn your food.
- He is too young, only 6 years old.
- I lived alone when I was five, he must be useful for something, he can carry wood.
Bodil knew I wouldn't change my mind, and she wasn't sure how soon the poison would start working, so she preferred not to upset me ... my ax is faster than her poison.
- I'll go with you and we'll get more wood.
- You try to be useful, but it won't change your mind. I will sell you when there is an opportunity.
The road to the forest was not far. Bodil asked how long we were going to go, I said that I am looking for alder and birch. After another kilometer, when the opportunity presented itself, I knocked Bodil and her son unconscious.
I took them deeper into the forest, to a place where predators were more often ... I tied the kid to a tree and waited for his mother to wake up.
- What happened?! Where am I? Where is Erik? Erik !!! Erik !!!
- I thought I hit you too hard. You are in the woods and your son is there ... tied to a tree.
- What do you want to do and why do you do it?
- You tried to poison me, congratulations on the idea. You almost did it.
- No, you're wrong, it's not true...
- I will not argue with you whether it is true or not ... today you will both die, but it depends on you whether it is painful or not.
- Please don't do this! I'll do what you want, do you want my body? I'll be yours ... I'll do what you say ... sorry! I was stupid!
- Bodil some dignity ...
Her face was swollen, full of tears ... looked unattractive. She tried to beg, to plead...
- Bodil we will do it this way, either you will kill your son, quickly and without pain, or I will do it ... I will open his stomach, remove his intestines and if he does not die yet, I will make him eat it. You have a choice, but you don't have much time.
She started hitting the ground with her hands, she cried even more, snot hung from her nose ... I threw her knife.
- Your little son is waiting, and better not to wake him up ... imagine his eyes full of disappointment when he sees his mother who stabs his chest.
- You're a monster ...
- I was called worse ... I gave you a chance. You could stay at home, live worse, but live ... you went to Jarl and you became a slave because of your stupidity. When I tried to sell you, you decided to poison me ... and I am the monster...
She lunged at me with a knife, I don't know what she was counting on ... I grabbed her hand and crushed her wrist, with a kick I broke her leg. When she fell to the ground ... I broke her neck. I then went to her son, who was still unconscious. I also broke his neck, untied him from the tree and threw his body next to his mother's body.
The animals will do the rest.
Tomorrow I will report that my slaves have escaped.