You belong to me now

Prelude

Valka stood in front of her home, holding her three year old daughter in her arms. Valka was excited to see her husband had returned, and eagerly awaited the news he brought from the tribesman meeting. "Stoik! How was the-" But her expression changed to worry as she saw her husband, head down, walk past her and into their home. She quickly followed behind, and watched as Stoik sunk into a chair by the fire. "Stoik?" She could see something bad had happened, his body was smudged with ash. Valka let her daughter down, whom immediately ran over to her father. "DADA!" She exclaimed, arms open. Stoik looked down at her, and pushed her away. The child didn't understand, "dada?" She spoke, tears Welling in her blue eyes. "Stoik! What was that for?" She questioned her husband. "I... am tired. Please let me rest." Valka sighed worriedly, then picked up her daughter. "Come little one, Dada is just tired, it is time for bed anyway" she spoke softly as she wiped away the child's tears. Valka hummed softly as she climbed the stairs. Laying her daughter down as smoothing her dark hair, she spoke. "Do not worry, my dear Chi, your father loves you", Valka kissed her forehead and went back downstairs.
"Stoik, what happened?" Stoik stared into the fire. "We were attacked, by a madman. Dressed in dragon hide, he claimed to be able to control the dragons. He said he'd keep us safe if we allowed him to rule. The tribesman and I, we laughed in his face. He turned and left, exclaiming "see how well you do without me!". Then, dragons. Everywhere. The ceiling collapsed and there was fire everywhere. I was the only survivor..." valka was horrified. "Oh, Stoik...." he sighed. "Please valka, I wish to think..." valka looked hurt but understood. "Of course." And with that, she went to bed.
Stoik sighed. He could never tell her, ever. His mind went back to that moment.

Stoik pushed the burning beam off him, only to be greeted by the site of fire and the bodies of the other tribesman. "So, you are Stoik the vast?" Stoik turned sharply, only to be greater by the man that had caused this destruction. "Drago! What have you done?" The soft chuckle came from the large man, "you did not give me what I wanted, so I destroyed all the others, and I am deciding to let you live." Stoik rose to meet him. "Oh?" A small smirk graced Drago's face. "And I shall let your village live in peace, on one condition." Stoik looked the man up and down suspiciously. "And that would be?" Drago's smirked grew. "You have a child yes? A.. daughter?" Stoik snarled. "NO! You keep away from her!" Drago laughed. "When she becomes of age, she will be mine, do we have a deal?" Stoik looked at him, fury coasting through him. "What?! Never!" Drago raised an eyebrow, "you'd sacrifice your entire village just to save your daughter? Everyone you care for will die, including your wife, if you do not agree." Drago shoved his staff at Stoik's neck. Drago's grin turned cruel and twisted. "I will come for what's mine, Stoik." And with that, walked away, and disappeared into the smoke.

Stoik felt a single tear roll down his face, his daughter, his beloved little girl. How was he to do this? He'd protect her to the death, that monster would never take her away! Stoik sat up, staring more intently at the fire. He'd keep her safe, keep her confined. Nothing would ever happen to her.