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What We Can Learn from Lagertha

 


Lagertha- Depending on who you ask means "gift of the sun" or "shield maiden."


I'm late to this series as I have been to many. I quit watching television from 2009 to 2013. I did not have nor did I want cable and did not get into YouTube until 2014. Being late has its benefits. You get noticed and also you haven't been tainted by all those that came before you.

I get girl-next-door-with-hands vibes from Lagertha. Her name may not sound all that pretty but she definitely is not unattractive. She's the type of girl you would take home to mother and the whole family would love her. 

But those attributes aren't what I admire about her character.

What I love the most about Lagertha is that she knows what she brings to the table. 

When Ragnar's baby momma rolled up into the great hall in her purple dress and shit eating grin any other woman would have lost it right then and there.

Not Lagertha. She addressed Ragnar.

When he suggested that she share her status and privileges with a woman that did nothing more than lay beneath her husband long enough to become with child, she did the only thing a true shield maiden would do. 

She left. 

She didn't need to fight an unworthy opponent for what did not belong to her. 

While Aslaug was no dummy she definitely had not the skills that helped bring Ragnar to his throne. 

And not only did she leave his ass, she took the one thing that Aslaug could never give him with her. 

His first born son. 

Ragnar had tears in his eyes but that didn't stop him from pumping not one, nor two but three more sons into Aslaug before he saw Lagertha again.

And when she came back she brought with her Boerne who was taller than his father. 

Aslaug's sons looked soft. Compare to how Boerne's face was always tight like a grown ass man at their age...Yeah...SOFFTTUH!

And after she helped Ragnar regain his hall that his wife and drunkard brother were powerless to defend. She left again and went back to handle her abusive husband. 

And the next time Ragnar saw her. SHE was an Earl.

And that's how you do the damn thing. You don't fight for a man that won't fight for you. You fight for your future. 

I loved what she said to him sitting on her white horse in a velvet blue cloak:

"Now, we are equal."

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