Tales of Freya by Sarah Dahl
A collection of sensual short stories set in the Viking Age
In a world of crackling fires and rough landscapes, long winters and bloody raids, the immediacy of life and death ignites undeniable passions. Warriors and monks, healers and housewives -- all follow the call of their hearts and bodies to indulge in pleasures that may forever change their lives.
Healer – The Gift of Dreams
(the fifth Tale of Freya)
Viking farmer Magnus is plagued by a demon. Since his wife’s death, the dreaded Mara tortures his body and mind. Powerless, he sends for a healer, the unexpectedly young and beautiful Audr … Are her sensual powers and his unleashed virility enough to banish the demon from his bed?
Set in the Viking era, this is a stand-alone, adult read with a HEA.
"Breathe deeper. Longer."
Magnús wanted to protest, then to try, but something emanated from the tips of the healer‘s fingers that closed off his throat. He felt a hundred years old, but at the same time as helpless as a newborn.
The healer knelt behind him. Audr‘s voice made the little hairs in his neck prickle. "I'll comb your hair, extract the vile spirits that got tangled in there. Too close to you." Her last sentence was a mere whisper, and he shivered.
Too close to him.
He straightened as much as he could. Knives stabbed his back, right above his belt. He almost toppled over and yelped.
Then her hands were there, feeling the shape of his skull and the length of his hair. He felt the teeth of her comb slide into his snarled strands and hoped she wouldn't notice that Alvi hadn't bathed or groomed him lately. The gentle, consistent tugging at his hair was a rare caress and sent goosebumps across his scalp as she stroked from his forehead to where the strands ended below his shoulder blades. Her fingers didn't touch him, but he had to bite his lips in an effort not to shudder with delight. The sensation was magical. So strong it numbed the sharpest stings of pain.
"Does she do it for you?" the healer asked.
"Who?" His voice came out breathless.
"I can look after myself."
"Not in all respects." Her inoffensive chuckle spoke a deeper truth.
Sarah Dahl lives on the edge of the rural German Eifel and writes historical fiction primarily set in the Viking age. She also works as an editor, translates, and coaches new writers in German and English. She is interested in everyday life in bygone centuries and the human stories that may have occurred behind the hard, historical facts. Her author page is: sarah-dahl.com