Finland, Denmark, and Sweden already stand on the ship, along with Vinland's colonists. Earlier that morning, Norway had performed the spell on Vinland, a spell that took away the colony's magic but should save his life. Iceland and Greenland hug their nephew and brother before going onto the ship themselves. Greenland is the only one who doesn't know that there's possibility she'll never see her little brother again.
Norway kneels down in front of Vinland. "Baldr, min sønn," he says tearfully. "I love you, never forget that."
"Faðir," Vinland whimpers. "Don't leave me Faðir, please!"
"I'm sorry," Norway tears up, hugging his son close to his chest. "I'm so, so sorry Baldr. I wish I could stay." He pulls away, kissing Vinland on the head. "I promise, I'll come back. I'll come back."
Vinland begins to cry as well, and Norway picks him up one last time. He carries his distressed son back to the cabin they've lived in for the last few years.
"I love you Baldr," Norway whispers, pressing a kiss to Vinland's temple before whispering a spell to put the distressed colony to sleep. He lays Vinland on his bed, covering him before briskly leaving the cabin.
Tears streaming down his face, Norway boards the ship that will take him and the others back to Europe. He refuses to speak with anyone, instead going to a secluded area and mourning. Something within him fears that he will never see his son again, but he stamps that fear down.
Through the entire journey back, Norway will work himself into a depression, despite being comforted by Greenland and Iceland the entire trip back. Afterwards, Norway spends years trying to get back to Vinland, and failing every single time. It's not until a century later that Norway gives up, sure that not only will he never find Vinland again, but that his son Baldr is dead.
This loss of his son changed him. Norway adopted an expressionless mask and stopped searching for new lands. He became much like the Norway the nations know today.
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Native America approaches the cabin within the abandoned colony hours after the foreign nations leave.
"I will keep you like this until the pale-faced men return," she says to the sleeping child. She picks him up, placing another, deeper sleeping spell on him. She places him into the child carrier that the then puts onto her back. "And if they do not return for five hundred harvest moons to reclaim you and remove the spell, I shall raise you as your father asked. I shall raise you among Inuit and my other northern children."
Then, she leaves, taking the sleeping child with her, not knowing that she will be carrying him for another five hundred years until the French arrive.