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Part 5

Heaven

Alicent hated attention and with Ivar she got a lot of attention. Especially when she took him to church on Sunday just to torture him. But really she took him everywhere. People were calling him, her pet. Alicent had great distain for the people who did but she couldn't show it.

When they were together in public, she could show no emotion for him. Not even annoyance at him picking at the very dried winter hazel bracelet around his wrist, it is a miracle in held together for so long.

"What is this?" Ivar wrinkled his nose. "It's a gift" Alicent smiled sweetly. "For what?" Ivar scoffed.

"It's just a gift" Alicent could only smirk to herself at the memory hoping no one noticed her change of expression. But his face when she gave him it was priceless. He looked at her with the most curious look that could only make her giggle. Probably similar to the one he was giving her now because he always was watching her.

Alicent prayed for a quick mass because of such things. Alicent knew what he was doing was to make her uncomfortable, teasing her in his own way but her father's thoughts did not think kindly of the heathen. He couldn't believe she had thought to take him to mass with her.

She in a very subservient way suggested to him that how was she supposed to save a sinner if she couldn't bring him to the place specifically made to save sinners. Which her father only responded that he was beyond saving. Alicent knew he was right and for some reason that bothered her.

The mass did eventually end but with people leaving, Alicent only wanted to stay longer much to Ivar's discontent.

Alicent liked to go to votive chapel inside the church. She liked the going there for its peace, quiet and time she could spend alone. But time spent alone at this instance was debatable.

No one in the church would go near her as she kneeled by the candles because of the heathen next to her. He didn't help matters any because when a little boy slowly walked over to get a better look at the viking, Ivar of course growled and fake pounced at him making him run screaming to his mother.

"Must you be a terror" Alicent side eyeing him as he smirked.

"I'm a devil ain't I? Do you expect anything less from one" Ivar trying to provoke her, that's all he did. And when he did, that was what she would call him devil or demon.

"I shall pray for you" She sighed, closing her eyes, folding her hands on the stand.

"Don't you dare" he said genuinely insulted making her bite her lip not to giggle.

"I often do" She said genuinely, making him look curiously at her.

"For what purpose" He tilted his head down, his eyes narrowed.

"I'm been set to purpose to save your soul, haven't I? When I am given a task I do whatever I can to complete it...even if it is the most impossible case" She shrugged with a pointed nose.

"Hmm" Alicent felt Ivar's eyes bore into her until she felt movement, he got closer to her "And what if instead I try to convert you" She felt his breath on her cheek as his words sent a shiver down her spine but she scoffed them away.

"That is a ridiculous notion, I would never" Alicent wrinkle her nose at the thought willfully ignoring him now.

"Yet I would?" Ivar's voice felt venomous as it met her ears making her pause questioning but stopped quickly.

"Your conversion would save you, my conversion would damn me" She said adamantly, her fingers tightening in pray.

"Maybe you would like it" His breath grazed her ear making a chill go down her spine.

"Dear God please save this boy-" alicent prayed before ivar seethed.

"I should kill you for such an insult" He said through gritted teeth, his nose against her cheek.

"Then do it, if it is my time God will welcome me for my efforts to save your soul but then it would be a shame. The guards over by the doors would kill you rather quickly and would killing little Christian princess be enough to bring you to Valhalla" He watched her tongue emphasize every word it made him still and his breath hitch before he just slumped back from her.

"Far too little" He scoffed "But do you not fear death? I could break your neck now, wouldn't take much" She could feel his fingers playing with the ends of her hair. She shivers, his words cold but his actions were tender.

"I do not fear the devil in the Lord's home. If I die here it must be his will so I would not stop you" She said indignant and childish that Ivar could not help but laugh loudly.

"Strange..stupid cristian" Ivar particularly purred making Alicent shift in her kneeling position.

"Strange..demonic heathen" Alicent said mockingly rhythmically. Alicent tried not to pay attention to him but why did he have to make himself so distracting. She could hear him click his teeth, his fingers slowly tapping on the wood stand and his body repeatedly shifting as his eyes continued to burn into her soul before he finally said something so unfathomable.

"How lucky is your god...to have you kneel so pretty for him" Alicent eyebrows knitted freezing as Ivar got even closer his chest rubbing against the side of her body "To have those lips part in words of foolish worship but tell me princess if I was above you as he...would you do the same for me."

Alicent's face turned bright red but the words meaning were lost on her "You are blasphemous" She said through clenched teeth as Ivar studied her eyes seeing no disgust or wanting only innocence that made him scoff pushing himself back from her abruptly making her even more unnerved.

Maybe my desires have become so little that all I would want is for you to do the same for me

Those were the words Ivar said in his thoughts that he would never say to her.

But what he didn't know is that he planted a seed.

Alicent tried to pray away the thoughts but in the moment she imagined Ivar standing above her. His hand clawed in her hair as his other hand..his thumb traced her parted lips. The images flashed in her mind and she tried to push them away.

Part 4

Friends

"Goodmorning..how is your breakfast?" Alicent came into the Heathen's cell with her arms in front of her, picking at her cuticles and a barely there smile.

Ivar didn't even look at her, keeping his eyes averted to nothing.

"I've come to fetch you for your lesson, if you will follow me" Ivar threw whatever he was eating to his side like an animal in Alicent's opinion making her scrunch up her nose turning around with him behind her. They moved silently which Alicent thought neither minded but she couldn't help feeling his eyes on her. But she must have been imagining things.

They made it to the tree just outside the courtyard. They were practically alone despite the guards that were in calling distance. One scream and they would come running. The Bible that Alicent was reading before she came to Ivar laid on top of a root where she left it.

Ivar groaned when he saw it finding a spot to sit close by Alicent.

Alicent somewhat raised a brow to him. He was shoulder to shoulder with her. Maybe she should've brought a chaperone, she bit her lip at the thought before her eyes looked up. He was staring right at her.

"Well..we can start with the- "I wouldnt waste your breath cristian" Ivar scoffed started to lay himself on the ground.

"You know I was going to start with God's creation of the world but maybe the story of Adam and Eve will be more to your tastes...considering you yourself make the statement women brought all evil to world very debatable" Alicent mumbled the last part but that is what made Ivar's ears perk up.

"What are you going on about cristian?" Ivar looked up at the sky but he was actually paying attention.

"The story of Adam and Eve when God created the world he made- "Do cristians really believe women brought evil to the world" Ivar chuckled slightly leaning up.

Alicent's mouth went agape that he listened to her jab "Well yes but there is a reason. Can I tell you the story to give you it?" Alicent said with just a little bit of sass.

"Can you give me the short version" He gave it right back to her, making her let out a small huff.

"God first made a man named Adam then he made a woman named Eve from Adam's rib-""His rib?"Ivar gave a very dramatic expression of confusion that made her smirk.

"Yes rib" She awkwardly pointed to one of Ivar's making him shake his head in mocked disbelief.

"That sounds painful" Alicent couldn't help but laugh before quickly stopping herself"I never did think if it was" She mused the corner of her mouth peaking "But it was worth it for him Im sure."

"And do tell, why's that" Ivar placed his hand behind his head trying to get comfortable.

"Because by being made from his rib, she was his equal but also his dependent and he was hers. It was a union from her being made from his flesh and bones. There could never be one without the other because one of them would feel something missing" Alicent sighed dreamy like with Ivar just shaking his head at her nonsense "Women"

"It's quite a romantic story when you think about it...in the beginning anyways" Alicent's body started to lean towards him, her back against the tree while his laid by her hip.

"Hmm" Ivar closed his eyes started to get bored.

"God created a beautiful world that gave Adam and Eve everything they could ever ask for but he had one request of them.. to not eat the fruit from the garden of Eden-" Alicent eyes started to drift over Ivar. He seemed very tall.. considering.

"And let me guess they did anyway" The sarcasm was dripping from his voice which made her scrunch up her nose and look away from him.

"Someone came..someone I'm sure you're very well acquainted with.. The devil..came to Eve disguised as a serpent and convinced her to eat from the garden" Alicent started to look down at Ivar again "and when she ate an apple, she released evil to the world."

"That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard" Ivar scoffed at the story making Alicent's eyes narrow.

"I don't know why, that story is why there are heathens like you in the world..why you're the way you are" Alicent pointedly said at him.

"Huh..so tell me why you're in a religion that hates you and blames you for everything bad" Ivar cocked his eyebrow at her as her mouth was opening and closing.

"What.. that's not what I said" She said flabbergasted before she scrunched up her nose huffing out in disbelief in how she believed he twisted her words.

Ivar smirked, biting his lip slightly to muffle his chuckles. He liked annoying her, ruffling her uptight feathers. She was so easy to annoy, and she was so obvious when she was. He liked when she scrunched up her button nose and she looked everywhere but him. Because when she did her eyes would hit the sun changing from a doe color that bore into him disappointingly to a honey color that stirred something in him. She amused him truly in more ways than one as he laid in her lap. He gulped clicking his teeth "You have to admit it's not a very good representation" he mocked.

"There is plenty of good representation of women in the bible" Alicent scoffed shaking her head "The Marys, Esther, Ruth...Naomi" She drifted off trying to think of more.

" Ahh and did these Goddesses have great powers and accomplishments" Ivar bit his lip inward amused by her getting flustered at his questioning.

"First off they weren't Goddesses nor did they have powers. They were wives, mothers, and followers." Alicent said trying to hold in her shock of his blasphemy.

"Pff they sound so important, please with my gods women have power. Hel, Gefjon, Eir, Idun, Frigg, Skadi, and Freyja. Goddesses, wives,Valkyries, hunters, warriors" Ivar's sarcasm turned to challenge with each word.

Alicent's lips perched together, her head shaking, her breathing deepening from Ivar's outlandish words or the way his head was nuzzling into her thigh she could not tell but "Valkyries?" Is a word that stuck out from the madness and piqued the curiosity she was trying to keep at bay.

"Yes, they guide the souls of the dead to Valhalla" Ivar rolled his shoulders against her, his eyes starting to close again.

"Valhalla is that like your heaven? And Valkyries are your angels" Alicent mused her fingers grazing his hair as he shifted uncomfortably at her suggestion.

"Ridiculous cristian, They are nothing alike" His eyes shot open, his nose wrinkled in disgust.

"How would you describe them, your Valhalla and Valkyries?" Her hands found the beginning honeysuckle flowers that laid at the bottom of the hazel tree, an idea came to her that maybe she would give this heathen a peace offering considering it seemed like the poor thing was agitated by her questioning. She tried to get up but his upper body had her legs pinned to the ground.

"Valhalla is Odin's great hall where only the greatest warriors get to eat and drink with him, Valkyries are the ones that chose and bring these warriors to him. They're beautiful women on great horses. A viking's dream really" He said every word like it was the most obvious thing.

Alicent playfully nudged him to move off her making him his eyebrows at her annoyed making her do it right back at him. He rolled his eyes at her annoyed at her making him move.

Him leaning up with a loud huff only made her bit her lip holding back a chuckle "And that's how you get to your heaven? Whoever kills the most?" She mumbled to her, standing now looking up at the Hazel trees flowers.

"That's how I plan to, soaking the earth in cristian blood" Ivar snarled out but it didn't reach his eyes. The eyes that followed her as she got on her tippy toes picking long yellow flowers that waved in the wind. His eyes the creased together as she giggled at his proclamation.

Alicent tried not to burst into laughter thinking the winter hazel probably wasnt the best idea after that statement but she shrugged to herself. Let me make the wannabe murderer a bracelet.

"You think my plan to rid the world of your people, kill and enslave them is funny" Ivar barked out insulted before he gulped as she lifted her outer dress to make a pouch for the yellow flowers. He could see her ankles.

He cursed to himself "why me" He mumbled through gritted teeth, his eyes fixated on her dress possibly going slightly up her calf. Why her?

"What are you doing? Strange strange..cristian" Ivar said as if he was in pain. He liked seeing her auburnish curls surrounded by the yellow flowers. She looked down at him with the softest gaze. Why did she look at him so?

"You'll see" She had a little playful smile "Tell a story, tell me a story about your gods" She facing him at his side with a array of the flowers in her lap starting to work on them.

"What? Aren't you afraid of being corrupted by such a tale?" Ivar said mischievously.

"I don't have that weak a mind" She hummed with a tad of conviction that made Ivar's smirk deepen.

This is Love

Demetri pov

I never thought of leaving the Volturi.

Not ever in my hundreds of years. But these walls started to feel restricting. Aro's voice during sentencings felt like nails against metal, so did Jane's, Alec's and Caius's. And Felix I was almost at the point of throwing him across the room everytime we were together which at times I did. Which if anything he only found it amusing that added to my annoyance of him further. Then there was Heidi.

"You never visit me anymore Demetri, why is that?" She whined seductively in my ear, her hands all over me but I didn't budge. She'd been almost..I dare say clingy for weeks.

"Heidi we had a good run, but I think it is time we should find other engagements" I step back from her and move around her. She stood there shocked as I ended a hundreds of years affair with a single sentence. But I felt nothing as I did it.

As I did it I wasn't thinking of Heidi..I was thinking of Nina. She is what consumed my thoughts for weeks now. Everytime I was in these halls, with my colleagues all I thought about was her. A resentment was starting to grow in me towards the Volturi. That they were taking up my time that I could spend with her.

The precious time I had to hear her laugh, see her smile and listening to her speak for hours about the different arts of the world. I've come to the point I don't want to be without her. I've come to the point..that I need a watch.

I'm standing there at another bloody meeting about the search for vampires with shield abilities and if I have to listen Caius's whining for one more moment, I will- "Have somewhere to be Demetri" I froze, thankfully it was Felix low in ear. Me and him were mostly ignored at these meetings. I've already been found unsatisfactory with the search because I track a person with something of substance not thin air and wants of masters.

"No" I bit out because I actually did have somewhere to be, Nina wanted me to explore Italy's club life with her. I told her I'd find her like I have the past couple times and I get the enjoyment of being called a stalker or the usual one are you a mafia prince? Nina's had many guesses about my life more amusing than the last.

"Well if you don't stop fidgeting someone might think you're guilty of something or running late" He hums in my ear toying with me I could tell my shoulder involuntary flinching up nudging him away.

"I do not fidget" I say almost insulted by the accusation.

"Usually no, you are Usually a perfect stick in the mud..still and straight but lately not so much" I roll my eyes feeling him lean against the wall behind me "Now what is your foot doing?" A tapping sound comes to my ears and stops when I pause. I didn't even know I was going doing that.

"Along with the furrowed brow and clenched jaw. And I've never seen you look so tense" He suddenly grabs at my shoulders "Come on demetri, spill the beans" He whispers rhythmically his nose nudges my ear. But all I heard was meeting is concluded making me the first to head out making Felix nearly fall over from leaning on me.

Nina's Outfit

It didn't take me long to find her downtown and when I did..I almost wish I didn't at the sight of her making my mouth water. Almost.

I lightly tapped her on the shoulder, making her turn. She instantly smiled which made mine widen.

"Do you have an apple airtag on me or something" She grins wrapping her arms around me. I keep my hands placed firmly behind my back as she had no idea of the war I went through everytime I was with her. This would be our seventh date far past the expectation of a kiss or heaven has truly forsaken me..making love but I've been restraining myself.

"I just follow the scent of delicious strawberry lemonade body mist and the in tune hums of who did you say..Lana Del Rey" I muse leaning in my nose into hers making her giggle.

"Hmm I don't know whether I should be creeped out that you were a man of your word saying" She grabs my hand as she spoke while I look at her with probably a look of pure adoration "I'll find you anywhere" She says in a very stiff voice in her best impression of me "or find it adorable that you're retaining things about me" her lips perched up at the sides as she looks down at her pretty black heels.

"Shouldn't I be retaining things about you? We are dating after all" I say obviously as my eyes roam over her, thinking how glad I am how evening wear as changed over the years.

"Yes you would think that's bare minimum right? But you are way past bare minimum standards like you were written by a woman" She smirked at my knitted eyebrows by the expression.

"Maybe I have been" I thought of the phrase and the many women of my life that molded me to..be me I suppose.

"Hmm" She smiled "well you would think most men would be..coming from a woman..what's your mom like? You never talk about your family" She inquired lightly but she saw the complete indifference in my face making her raise an eyebrow.

"She died a long time ago, they all did. If I'm honest I don't even remember what they look like.." I shrugged having not thought of them in hundreds on years.

"I'm sorry..were you-" I pull her into a random bar "this looks lively" the bass was close to antagonizing but I've been ducking any awkward conversation topics for weeks and this was a prime example.

"You can reciprocate, I got delicious taste, you need a woman's touch in your place. Just protect her and keep her safe" a shiver went down my spin as Nina sang the lyrics of the horrid song in my ear but coming from her lips, they were angelic.

"Baby, worship my hips and waist, so feminine with grace, I touch your soul when you hear me say" She spinned around with her back, her hips against my chest, my..I bit my lip hard as my nose nuzzled into her hair. Her scent made me tense, her body made me throb. My hands going into fists, if I touch her its over.

"Boy, let me be your woman" She turned around and whispered into my lips before her mouth opened mine and claimed it. I was somewhat taken back. She had crossed the boundary. She had made the first move. She had made me completely undone.

We moaned into each other's mouths as she pulled at me to be closer. She was making it very hard for me to control myself. But I had to even if I didn't want to at this moment. I wanted to claim her in my own way. My lips slowly peppered at her chin and her jawline. I probably seemed very human as I forced myself to inhale even though forgetting to exhale. I couldn't unclaw my hands as they laid at her hips that were still moving to the music. This made a low growl come from me as my lips, my teeth, my tongue finding the vein that was perfectly curved to her neck as it led down to her clavicle. My mouth opened about to make the gravest most lustful mistake.

"It's so pretty at night" I froze, my throat restricted, I flew my head up to where she was looking.

"I love starry lights" The way she looked at them baffled me. In anything she saw, things were beautiful.

"Do you like them-" She paused when she saw the way I looked at her. I saw the lights reflected in her eyes. That's what made them beautiful to me.

"Yes very much so" I didn't move as I completely painted her in my mind in this moment. Her eyes, hair, skin glowing in this practically dinghy club. I never wanted to forget her in this moment. Over the centuries you forget so many things but I never want to forget her. Our moments together. I'd rather die than forget her. I'd rather die than be the reason she is forgotten.

I can't stop looking at her clavicle, the place moments before I was going to sink my teeth into. And in this club no one wouldve noticed or cared. No one or anything to hold me accountable for the murder of something so beautiful. For the first time in a thousand years..I hated myself for what I almost did.

"Demetri" My name came softly from her lips making to start to take off my jacket.

"Are you cold" I said more of a statement than a question before she could answer I had wrapped it around her securely covering the place I wanted the most.

She stared at me in confusion before she started laughing.

"Now Demetri if you like modest women, that could be an issue for the relationship" Nina giggled making me smirk.

"Far from it love" I leaned close and placed a painfully chaste kiss to her lips. She perked up an eyebrow at me playfully making me eat my words trying not to grimace.

"Come this can't be the only place we grace with our presence tonight" She smiled cheerily with my fingers becoming entwined with hers.

I could never share my thoughts with her. That I never realized being with a human woman would be the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life.

Part 3

You Smell Awful

Note/spoiler/warning I guess: Chapter contains an Innocent Alicent being a unintentional perv then Ivar being a very intentional full on perv.

"Did you sleep well?" Alicent said more of as a courtesy than a question finding Ivar in the same place she left him the night before.

Sitting against the wall menacingly staring at her. He didn't answer.

"Follow me" She sighed out, knowing he was going to be difficult but despite that she heard the dragging noise that came with him. Guards followed, Ivar looked at them coldly as Alicent tried to ignore them. She hated being watched.

Ivar noticed a book, she was holding in front of her.

A cross on its front. It made him almost growl making Alicent give him a pointed look like he was a child. She's going to be annoying was Ivar's only thought making him roll his eyes, staying at her side. She was taking him to the courtyard. Whispers followed them on the walk there. Servants and peasants whispering and gossiping as they watched them together.

Alicent finally taking a seat somewhere in a corner. She ignored the stares and voices.

Ivar was used to such things, he noticed the christian girl wasn't too phased by it either. Or so it seemed.

Alicent took deep breaths through her nose, opening the Bible. She felt Ivar beside her, improperly close. Breath just breath, he's just a heathen and who cares of the words of peasants and servants. But each inhale of her nose started to become more and more difficult. More and more vile until her head followed her nose to the source.

"My goodness" She gave out an exclaimed whisper, her head going by Ivar's neck making him slowly flinch away in confusion.

"You smell awful" She kept her voice down saving him embarrassment even though she was speaking in his language and he didn't care. Himself slightly laughing and looking at her like she said the most obvious statement she could make.

"Come with me" She got up, taking him somewhere. She gave him her first pitiful look that made him look at her mockingly. This is why she pities him? Not because he's a cripple but because she thought he smelled. He was in complete humored disbelief. She took him to a large room.

"Gentlemen wait outside will you" Alicent said sweetly as she closed the doors in the guards faces before they could interject. Ivar looked around the room curiously. The pillars that surrounded a pool of water in the middle.

"Get in, I will not watch you" Alicent made a hand gesture towards the pool like she was ushering in an animal. Ivar dragged himself towarded the edge looking down. It was too deep. He sat against one of the pillars. Dipping his hands, then rubbing them against his neck.

Alicent turned around, her eyebrows knitted "What are you doing?" He ignored her.

"I thought you heathens had no modesty... you can go in with your underclothes and I promise you I have no interest in looking" She tried to sound reassuring thinking that was the cause of his reluctance but this only made Ivar snicker.

Ivar looked her straight in the eyes, leaned against the pillar and stayed unmoving. Alicent huffed out, muttering to herself going out the door. Ivar smirked thinking she left him to him to his own devices. He looked around there was only one exit and the windows were too small. He didn't have much time to think with the door opening again. She came through with a bucket filled with items, that Ivar didn't bother to look at turning from her.

"Well" She said more to herself as she took bottles and clothes out from the bucket "Athelred's clothes probably won't fit but they will have to do for now."

Ivar heard her movements but didn't look until he jumped at the feeling of a wet cloth of his face. His eyes looking at her wide, she was inches from him.

"If I'm to save your soul then how can I stand by and let you have the smell of a dog" Alicent said bluntly with a pleasant smile. Ivar's eyes bore into her as she gently cleaned his face.

She did it so throughly, even getting behind his ears. Moving to the back of his neck. Ivar almost had the most depraved thought she was making a pass at him but her eyes, her eyes he couldn't figure out. There was no lust or ill will in them nor was there in her touch. But was there in his?

When Alicent looked up at him, his eyes were so intensely looking at her. She involuntarily giggled making him look down. She paused for a moment, looking at him blankly. He was just a boy. Her hands slowly went to his shoulders.

Ivar's eyes went wide and his mouth started to open then close repeatedly. She was taking off his vest then had his tunic that felt stuck to his body after not being removed for weeks.

Alicent neatly folded them both beside the pillar even though she planned on throwing them away later. She kept her eyes lowered as she rinsed and soaked the cloth in the water before started at his collarbone. She felt his eyes on her every move.

"Why are you doing this?" His words cutting the air's tension, making her eyebrow pique but her head did not rise.

"I'm suppose to help you" Alicent said simply, staying at his upper body and his arms. Trying to keep her eyes averted from his lower chest.

She was somewhat shocked by how toned he was. Most boys his age didn't look how he did.

He had the body of a man, not a boy.

"You're supposed to convert me to your God how is bathing me, supposed to do that hmm? You're acting like a servant" He scoffed crossing his arms over his chest that looked in a way to be covering himself.

Alicent scrunched up her nose now being forced to look at his stomach and abdomen.

Well forced was a strong word.

"Or maybe you have very unchristian reasons for this intrusion, what ...like what you see christian?" He slithered onto her, his arms now at her sides. This made her turn away leaning back almost towards floor. She felt his breath on her neck, this wasn't right. No. She wouldnt cower to this heathen. Her body started to straighten, it got closer to his. She would not let him poison her mind. She faced him meeting his eye. He had the bluest eyes she ever saw.

" Last supper, The devil had prompted Judas, to betray Jesus." Alicent placed her hand on Ivar's chest. His breath stopped. He titled his head at her questionly. She gulped as she knew he was something to be reckon with. She always knew from the moment she met him yesterday. She knew by his eyes, his demonic blue eyes.

" Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under his power, and that he had come from God and was returning to God" She told it like a story, a story that lulled him slightly she thought. Her hand pressed against his chest pushing him back down against the pillar. He let her. She never broke eye contact until, she soaked the cloth again.

" So he got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing, and wrapped a towel around his waist.  After that, he poured water into a basin and began to wash his disciples’ feet, drying them with the towel that was wrapped around him." She recited as she started cleaning muscles of his torso. She let out a sigh as she did. Trying to get a singular thought out of her head... he didn't look like other boys.

She wouldn't allow herself to sin.

"He came to Simon Peter, who said to him-" "You're strange and boring cristian" Alicent shot up looking at him offended by him whining out his insult as if she was torturing him.

"I was merely answering-" "I don't care" Ivar didn't even look at her as she looked at his completely flabbergasted by his rudeness.

"Turn around I have to get your back"Alicent said in a monotone voice as Ivar didn't even look or respond to her statement. Ivar was done following this girls strange christian behavior.

Alicent had enough throwing the cloth on the floor.

"Do you think I want to do this? Do you think I want to be here with you? Do you have any idea how my-" Alicent stopped herself from bringing up her father, who had given hell over this arrangement over breakfast. But when it came who's orders she was going to follow, her grandfather's came first. She breathed in and out. Her eyes closed, her face clenched in place.

Ivar thought he had finally broken her by being uncooperative and he started laughing.

That was the last straw, Alicent let out an uncharacteristic growl of aggravation before suddenly pushing Ivar into the water "I've had it with you heathen" Alicent got up crossing her arms turning her back to him until she heard the frantic splashing.

She slowly turned around "boy.." She saw him struggling underwater. Was this a trick? She slowly went to the pool, looking over the edge.

He was drowning.

She frantically stripped to her shift, jumping in.

He was screaming underwater, he was terrified.

Alicent's heart ached at the sight. She wrapped her arms around him, trying to hold him up but he was heavy. She tired to prop him up, his legs would not do it and the boy was freaking out. Alicent pulled him over to the wall with much difficulty.

Ivar immediately clung to it when he reached it.

Alicent pulled herself up to sit on the edge by him"I'm sorry I did not think-"

"Of course you did not think you stupid cristian ..you couldve killed me" Ivar yelled at her facing the floor but Alicent didn't move a muscle.

"Me a stupid christian girl almost killed one of the great sons of the legendary Ragnar Lothbrok?" Alicent said mockingly insulted by his tone towards her. She perceded to ignore him ringing out her hair, loudly mumbling to herself in anger about getting wet.

Ivar genuinely thought he was going to drown this stupid cristian girl, his mouth going into a sneer before he looked at her. His jaw dropped.

Ivar's eyes landed on her body. Her body that was completely visible to him through her soaked shift. Her body was fuller than he would've expected. He didn't expect her very round chest and hips. His fists clenched together, his eyes lowering at the crease in the soaked cloth between her crossed legs. His mouth went dry from being open so long then he felt a constriction below. His face scrunched up as looked down at himself. How could this happened? And out of all the girls?

"You know you could swim if you wanted to?" Alicent looked down at him questioningly, his mouth agape and his eyes dazed. His body language on the other hand looked angry. She was trying to diffuse the situation.

"What?" Ivar snapped out, very uncomfortable physically and now being back under her gaze.

"It's how you're able to get around with just your arms, you could do that with swimming as well" Alicent said gently, the boy rolled his eyes like she said the most idiotic thing ever.

"You know move your arms in a circular motion at your sides" She tried to demonstrate in the air childishly as he dismissively waves her off.

He turned around leaning his back against the wall, his triceps then the rest of his arms sprawled out at the edge keeping him up.

Alicent eyed him, letting out a little "hm" before getting back in the water.

Ivar flinched at her passing. She went to the middle of the pool just far enough away from him.

"Filthy disgusting heathen" Alicent shouted at him "now do you see what my arms are doing" she said sweetly as she was fully capable of standing but was showing the boy the arm movement.

Ivar at first only scrunched up his face and raised his eyebrows at her before turning away in annoyance.

"What is your name heathen" Alicent asked simply realizing she didn't know it.

"Ivar" He gritted his head tilted in a mocking tone before his eyes met once again with her very full breasts. This girl had the body of a woman Ivar smirked to himself, his eyes not looking away.

Alicent did not have one depraved thought in her head that she was thinking Ivar was actually paying attention now to her arm movements because what could he be looking at so intently.

"Now Ivar disgusting foul smelling ugly heathen watch my arms and swim over here" Ivar was intensely watching Alicent's nipples hardening bobbing in and out of the water with every movement. He was panting and at the point of aching until he focused on one word.

"You think I'm ugly?" Ivar's eyes darkened looking at her eyes now, his fists clenched while his body involuntary rolled.

Alicent thinking her plan was working thought she should say yes because it would continue to rouse him but then a thought crossed her brain.

It was a sin to lie.

The pause made Ivar smirk to the point his teeth showed. And then Alicent thought of it in a different way.

"Yes, yes I do" as a person Alicent thought .

Ivar's smirk faded and he looked down, Alicent felt bad to the point but pushed it down. She splashed him.

"Come don't you want to drown me heathen" Alicent persisted and Ivar glared at her. His silence was frightening but she was not afraid and she realized something might push him further.

"You ugly harmless cripple-" She screamed at one splash of muscled arms towards her that made her do one deep back stroke that got her at out of the pool. Ivar did another movement with a growl and saw the girl smiling. Was she mocking him? He did another movement that got him out of the pool about to bludgeon her head into the stone floor.

"Ivar you swam" He looked at her face and paused. She was smiling at him and it wasn't mockingly. She tilted her head looking over his shoulder as he was only arms length from her.

"That wasnt-" He shook his head in disbelief at her but she stopped him. Looking at where she was looking, the edge he was at before and where he was now.

"Three strokes, if it was one I would agree with you but it was three" She giggled and he just leaned on his arm, shaking his head. Not noticing she was looking everywhere but him.

"I was going to kill you" Ivar said honestly and Alicent froze for only a moment.

"Huh...I taught you how to swim and self-control all in a matter of minutes" She laughed dryly while Ivar's eyes glowed at her. She laughs in the face of death.

"I think that is the end of our lesson for today" She quickly gets up "the guards will bring you back" and with that she leaves with blue eyes following her.

Ivar just laid himself out on the stone. And he laughed, all he do was laugh.

❤Ivar the boneless x oc Princess Alicent of Wessex

Part 12

January 11,1926

Stupid Little Girl

Penelope pov

Note: Will have Luca redemption part coming out at some point.

I can't believe he did it. When Tommy came out into the ring I was surprised. I kept repeating to myself "it can't be true." But when Polly whispered in my ear that Arthur was dead confirming what Tommy was saying I was in shock. But I didn't understand why I was. I told Luca to go to Alfie Solomons. Me and Alfie were friends I knew he would help him for his own personal reasons. But he said he was going to kill Tommy...not Arthur. As soon as I could I went to the hotel for what purpose I don't know. I was just angry that he killed Arthur. Angry that he didn't tell me. I was beside myself when i finally was able to get away to the hotel. The minute I walked through the door the sight only made me angrier. He looked up from his desk with his eyes and face of cold indifference. But then he looked into my eyes.

"Penelope-" He slowly met me around the desk meeting my slap across his face. He stilled before turning to me with eyes that scared me but I wasn't going to back down.

"You said it was going to be Tommy...not Arthur" I slowly sobbed out.

"Why does it matter who it was?" He seethed standing up straight towering over me.

"Because Tommy caused all this not Arthur" I started to cry.

"My Vedetta isn't just with Tommy it's with all the Shelbys and you know this. You agreed to it" There was a deathly calm to his voice.

"And I thought we agreed to be in this together..why didn't you tell me it would be Arthur?" I trembled at the thought of the answer.

"I thought you wouldn't have the stomach for it" I stepped away from him making me suck a breath in out of disbelief..

"The stomach? Do you think I had the stomach when you murdered my brother John" His face darken as I finished the sentence.

"I gave you the option to leave before things could get uglier" He pulled me towards him but I shoved his hand away. I turned away from him scrunching up my face with tears flowing down it.

"You stayed. You knew what was going to happen." He growled reaching for me again more aggressive this time.

"ARTHUR DIDNT DO ANYTHING" I screamed hysterically making him grab me by the face.

"Your whole family did something to me. Your brothers brought my father to Tommy to butcher him and Arthur pulled the trigger. Arthur has my family's blood on his hands just like all of you do" He growled angrily pushing me down on the ground unintentionally when he stepped back. His grip hurt...it was going to leave a bruise I'd have to cover with powder. The words hurt worse. They showed that he saw me no differently than the rest of them. I could tell he started to process what he said as looked at me but his face remained numb.

"I've been a fool this whole time haven't I-" I cried out from the ground as he hissed loudly.

"You're just a little girl in a very big-" I started laughing hoarsely as I cried cutting him off, making him look at me in confusion.

"Is that what you see me as a naive little girl that doesn't know any better? I'm not too naive or young for you to fuc-" The words I seethed out getting off the ground landed me right back on it with a loud hard slap that would definitely leave a bruise. He let out a ragged scream as my face hit the ground.

"I don't need this...I don't need you" Another bullet to hit my heart as I raised myself from the ground again.

"I'm...so stupid" I said weaker this time, it was pitiful "I knew...I knew this wasn't going to work bu-but I-" I was breathless trailing off muttering almost to myself. Luca stood there still as a statue, face hard and jaw clenched.

"I should ha-have known better" I barely managed to say as I wiped one last tear from my face. Luca still hadn't said a word, made a move or even looked as if he let out a breath.

He was completely emotionless, complete indifference. I wanted something deep down I wanted to know he still cared for me...he still loved me.

"But it doesn't matter now. I'm to marry Bonnie Gold tomorrow. He won the match, he's a good man" I stood high as I tried to say the words in the most spiteful manner I could muster. Luca made a move towards me making me flinch back but continued forward grabbing me. He pulled me in front of the mirror standing behind me.

Part 2

Language

Alec pov

Note: "Quotations means Aisling signing" and no Quotations with writing like this are her thoughts.

"What are you doing?" Jane walking into Alec room surveying all the books around him. The titles completely perplexed Jane, Haben: The Deafblind Woman Who Conquered Harvard Law, every books with the same author of Helen Keller and on sign language.

"What does it look like I'm doing" Alec only lifts his eyes up for a second from his book as Jane goes behind his chair.

"It seems like you're researching subhumans" She chuckled looking down at the book he was currently reading Being Seen: One Deafblind Woman's Fight to End Ableism "I've never given much thought that their species could get even lower."

Alec merely shrugs as Jane leans down to him "why such the new found interest, is this why you've been locked away in your room all day."

Alec didn't know whether he wanted to tell Jane. He didn't even really know his own feelings on the matter. But he knew he didn't want Jane involved at the moment.

"Just something that piqued my interest" Alec tried to sound nonchalant but Jane knew he was lying to her. She stepped back from him confused. He's never lied to her.

"Hm" Is all Jane could muster as she stared down at Alec who was disinterested in her presence.

"Well.." Jane grinded her teeth not knowing what to say and a shock starting to set in. She didn't understand the reason behind this study.

"Will that be all Jane?" Alec said deciding to look at her.

"I suppose" Jane seethed calmly though the steam could be seen coming out of her ears as she stomped away out of the room.

Alec was surprised how he felt himself relax once she left. He never kept secrets from her but he felt a strange protective possessiveness when he thought of the pathetic little thing, who's bag sat in his desk drawer.

He'd been watching her for weeks. She hadn't left the hotel without her study abroad group since she got back from the hospital. And even if she wasn't with the little ants, she always had her two guide dogs with her.

He would go to see her and watch her from a distance until he started to get the nerve to get closer. He would return her purse he decided, it would be the gentlemanly thing to do. She was sitting a park with a red covered book and her dogs at both sides of her, it was sunset. The study group was playing a frisbee game at the other end of the park.

He came to the bench and her female dog immediately got up, trying to pull her to leave.

The other dog again protected her from him, making him smirk as he stood up on the bench barking. She placed her hands on the dog calming it down that she moved it to the other side of her next to the dog that was trying to leave.

She was a very perplexing creature to him. She looked in his direction and when he sat down her head moved to where he was. She didn't look afraid. He put her bag next to her and leaned against the bench.

"Are you an angel?" She signed, Alec actually had been reading up on asl. He understood she was asking him a question and thought it had something to do with a bird by the last sign. It made him laugh until he felt her fingers on his hand and flinched back. He looked at her horrified as her expression was curious. He couldn't believe she touched him. She sighed sadly. He realized she was trying to communicate with him but this is the first thing in his life, he found himself lacking.

He needed to learn bloody sign language.

Alec just sat there in silence, he felt anger at that he felt inadequate. Fidgeting and stomping his feet, crossing his arms, Alec didn't know how to handle his emotions with this. Since he's been a vampire, he's never not been able to do something.

Aisling & Alec pov

Aisling felt him move. The bench, the ground, his force in which he moved was stronger than most. He was very frustrated, she hoped maybe it was because he couldn't communicate with her, and not her.

I tried but maybe he doesn't like to be touched she thought. She got an idea.

Alec's light tantrum was interrupted when it looked like a light bulb visibly went off in the human's head, her body straightened and her lips perked. Alec raised his eyebrows as she went into her backpack. He let out a little chuckle when she pulled out a miniature chess board.

She crossed her legs on the bench, opening the game. She felt for a black king and a ivory queen, pulled them out and held them out to Alec.

Alec tilted his head at her. She held the pieces like a question but the question seemed too obvious. He could've been wrong though, he took the King.

Hmm a boy, but his weight makes me think he's older. He might be a man, let's see how he plays.

They played and she wasn't half bad... if she wasn't up against Alec. He enjoyed watching her think, she carefully planned each of her moves. She had to feel where all the pieces were. She actually impressed him in a way. He would think because she was blind that she was at a disadvantage but she proved him wrong if again, she wasn't up against him. He was toying with her, he's played this game so many times that he could counter every move.

I would say he was ninety if I hadn't slightly felt his hand. Am I playing with a chess prodigy? Or is he a archangel or demon that's lived a thousand years and spent all those years playing chess. Aisling's mind was very fantastical. But she did spend most of her time reading books. She was reading Romancing Mr. Bridgerton and a book she would rather get back to with how the game was going. She smiled maybe Ill have a romance with this stranger. Ha, my idea of romance is playing chess with a male stranger who's currently winning mercilessly. But he did save my life.

Alec pov

Alec stared at her the entire time, wondering if she even knew. Suddenly her smell started to make his throat constrict. This is the longest he's every been with a human in this close of a proximity. The smell of her, filled his nose and he started to become painfully aware of it. It didn't smell like meat or an animal like he usually compared to the human smell. Her's was sweet, he could taste it in his mouth.

Why did this happen so suddenly? It just hit him but he didn't want this to happen. He wanted to stay with her. He didn't understand what was happening, is this what happened when you were with a human too long? He really looked at her now, analyzing her. Her unique eyes, her cute pixie hair and her pink lips. Maybe that is where he would take the first- stop he needed to stop..

One move he took her king and got up.

Instinctively he went into a run.

What is this? Why was he allowing the burning feeling of not feeding on her? She's food. But he couldn't go for the kill. He never had a feeling of two sides inside him. One telling him to keep running get as far away from her as possible and the other telling him go back to rip her apart. Was one side a conscience? If he was human he'd be panicking but he wasn't he was Volturi. Running from a human.

He screamed angerily making it to the hallway of the entrance corridor of his home.

"Alec what is it?" Heidi happened to be there, her eyes wide, terrified. Alec Volturi never showed emotion, let alone blind rage. He was always calm and collected. He pushed past her, "Get me someone to eat now" he made it to his room.

He destroyed it, over 900 years of items gone in a matter of minutes. He sat there, thinking of her. Pondering until through grunts, groans and banging his head on the wall, he finally came up with the answer. The unspeakable answer. That pathetic little thing. How could that pathetic little thing be the one?

Part 2

Ecbert's Plan

Note: When its written like this its Norse. Alicent was taught how to speak different languages and Ragnar taught Ivar to speak English on the ship to England.

Ivar thought his captivity with his father would be unpleasant obviously or worse boring.

That changed after the christian girl, she stirred something in Ivar that he didn't know he had. She was fierce he thought, in her own way. Well thats how she seemed until she came to visit again.

The girl from the morning seemed to be gone, now a meek thing stood in the doorway. Her face lacked all emotion as she stood tall with hands neatly folded hanging down in front of her.

"Come with me" She said stiffly, keeping her eyes down. Ivar looked between her and Ragnar. Ragnar lazily got up and Ivar followed.

She lead them as guards followed. She kept her head forward and high. While Ivar dragged himself in the pace in which she was walking.

He watched her analyzing what was different about her. Her face was blank but her hands were fidgeting down in front of her as she walked.

She was picking at the cuticles painfully. She looked dazed but not nervous. Even though he thought maybe she learned to control her face but not her hands, that made him scoff. Her eyes finally looked down at him blankly as he looked back at hers challengingly. The guards opened the hall doors breaking their contact.

"Friends" Ecbert echoed smiling "Thank you my dear for bringing them" Alicent only gave a curt nod before sitting down next to him and across from her father who looked less than pleased.

"Please sit" Ecbert motioned Ivar and Ragnar to end of the table. They did so slowly eying the noble family of Wessex. Ivar stared at Alicent from the end of the table to hers, she stared right back completely unperturbed. It amused him.

"I thought these were our prisoners" Prince Aethelwulf griped "Yet they sit at the same table as my children."

"Yes your children, you see I had a fantastic idea after Alicent's little trip to the cells" Ecbert nonchalantly interrupted his son while Alicent distinctly lowered her eyes to her lap not wanting to face anymore of her father ire for her indiscretion.

"Since Ragnar's son is young around Alicent's age and a cripple, seemingly harmless" Alicent raised a brow at the statement, sparing a glance at the two vikings. Ragnar understood everything and seemed very amused while Ivar had no idea what was happening but the horrified facial expression of Prince Aethelwulf made him laugh.

"I want Alicent to try to convert him" Alicent forced her laugh down her throat as her father looked enraged.

"My good Christian daughter expected to keep the company of a heathen" Aethelwulf barked at the side of his wife Judith who looked intrigued by Ecbert's motives.

"Didn't Jesus help the lepers, don't our good monks and priests go to continents to convert pagan children everyday. Here your daughter has a chance to help this poor young soul from himself. She has a prime opportunity to serve God" Aethelwulf was the only person at that table who did not hear the complete insincerity in Ecbert's voice with the exception of his own sons. Ragnar and Judith were holding back their laughter while Alicent knew she couldn't say a word. It wasn't right for woman to speak up against something especially with her father present. Ivar was in shock over the kings suggestion, his mouth completely dropped.

Needless to say it was a short dinner. It was a very quiet dinner. Ivar's eyes burned into Alicent while she would glance up at him sparingly as she ate her food. Ivar couldn't take it anymore.

"Convert me" He sniggered wildly, his laughter becoming boisterous while Alicent remained completely composed seeing this outburst only made her father's anger come again.

"Alicent why don't you take the boy back to his cell. His father and I have some catching up to do" Alicent got up almost immediately before her father could object. Alicent came to the boys side motion him to follow and he did.

Alicent minimally did what she was told. Not looking down but straight ahead with guards behind them. Ivar stayed at her side before she came to his cell, the guards opened the door and she stood at the side waiting for him to go in. When he did, she thought her task was done.

"Alicent" She stilled stopping herself from leaving. The boys voice sounded childlike but she could sense the evil in it. He was a heathen after all. That's what her father brutally reminded her when she was stupid enough to say in defense of her indiscretion "he was just a boy." She slowly made her way into the cell, seeing him sitting at the back of the wall facing her.

"Alicent...that's your name right?" His head held high, his voice dripping with a dominant air.

She gave a nod, her eyes not breaking from his.

"So Alicent..you're going to try-" Ivar crackled in and out "To convert-" He was trying to intimidate her that's what Alicent thought, she wasn't half wrong "Me" He smirked emphasized every word.

She nodded politely, showing no effect from him.

"Well I want you to know... you will fail. I despise your kind, your God. I would rather die than turn away from my Gods" Ivar said in a matter a fact way.

"Hmm" Alicent nodded before taking a step towards him, her demeanor changed "The feelings are shared ...heathen, I didn't expect anything less" She gave a forced smile before leaving.

Ivar grinned.

Part 1

Meeting

Summary: Princess Alicent of Wessex daughter of Prince Aethelwulf and Judith meets Ivar the Boneless.

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"Allie this is a bad idea" Alfred said trailing far behind his sister who was walking ahead of him.

"Aren't you curious of what they look like? If they have pointed teeth and horns on their heads?" Alicent giggled as she made her way to the dungeons.

"Theyre vikings not demons" Alfred said out of breath keeping up with her.

"Is there a difference?" She mused as they made their way around the corner in view of the guards of the vikings.

"Hello there" She addresses them sweetly with her hands behind her back with Alfred off to her side.

"My lady" The guards bowed their heads to her.

"My grandfather sent me. He asked to see the both of you it seemed very urgent, there are others to come soon to cover for you" Alicent said confidently that the guards believed her and she wasn't known to be a liar. They left her and the prince there.

"I can't believe that worked" Alfred whispered as Alicent slowly crept her hand to open the door. The door creeped open with her head popping around it and she was surprised with was she saw. It was an old man and a boy. She made eye contact with the old man and on instinct flinched back. Ivar scrunched his eyebrows looking at his father after the girl as Ragnar was holding in laughter. Alicent slowly peered her head out again.

The old man looked at her with curious eyes. This was Ragnar Lothbrok. Her grandfather told her many great stories of him while her father berated about him to her. She never knew what to believe. But the old man did not look like a demon nor some great heathen monster.

Then there was the boy that stared at her with the most beautiful blue eyes. She looked at him and couldn't help but scoff.

"You're just a boy" she came from behind the door unwary of the two, tilting her head at Ivar coyly. Ivar returned her gaze seeming insulted by her reaction of him.

"Allie come back" Alfred now popped his head from behind the door making Ragnar chuckle at the two. Alicent and Ivar didn't break eye contact. Both for different reasons. Alicent was analyzing him trying to find what was special about him. He was the son of Ragnar Lothbrok after all. But all she saw was a cripple who looked to be only a few years older than her.

"Why is she staring at me?" Ivar said in Norse, he was returning her gaze because he didn't like how she was looking at him. It wasn't pity which he was used to, or any negative emotion that he was used to. He couldn't figure out how she was looking at him, he didn't like it. And all he could think to do was stare her down.

Ragnar only chuckled at the situation as Alicent went closer and closer to Ivar like a moth to a flame. Alicent paused in front of him looking at him in a way that Ivar only could take as scrutinizing. As her eyes trailed over him slowly and throughly several times.

"Allie you shouldn't be so close to them" Alfred said standing by the door.

"What they seem harml-" Alicent went from giggling to screaming in seconds as she was dragged to the ground. Ivar in seconds had left where he was sitting to getting on top of Alicent pinning her to the ground. Her brother Alfred ran out of the room instantly to get help.

"Stupid girl-" Ivar's seething voice came to a halt, a blade quietly but quickly came to his throat.

Ivar felt a rush go through him as he stared down at her. Alicent's shaky hand stayed at his jugular, making her eyes linked with his for any sudden move. Ivar was impressed at the christian girl showing such fight but he knew it was a show. Her face was afraid so he pushed her, pressing his neck further against her blade. Her eyes widened and her brows creased but she didnt pull away the knife. Ivar smirked down at her as he got closer and closer to her for the blade to eventually break his skin. She thought he was mad while he thought she was absolutely...he didn't know. His body was reacting to her. It felt tense like he was restraining himself, she felt it too but out of fear that she had this mad boy's life in her hands.

His breath was uneven and so was hers mixing with his. His blood was starting to drip down her hand but he didn't notice.

"Please stop" She whispered in his language that he was caught off guard. She begging but not for herself. For him by the slight cut on his neck but it bleed quite enough. He didn't move though having her trapped under him. He realized he liked it, him starting to become very conscious of the body under him. A blush starting to creep on his face and by the way he started to look her, it made a move to hers.

"Well I see the children are getting acquainted" King Ecbert came in surveying the room making Ragnar chuckled being forgotten by them in the corner. Ecbert's eyes lingered on Ivar and Alicent but going to his old friend.

"Grandfather..get him off me" Alicent started to struggle but loosened her grip on the knife.

"Ivar" Ragnar gave out a firm hum making Ivar huff giving Alicent one brief unfinished nod before moving back to where he was sitting releasing her. Alicent quickly got up standing beside her grandfather.

"Well now..our guests have had a long journey, they must be hungry perhaps dinner should be in order" Alicent turned her head slowly towards King Ecbert with an expression on her face that made Ivar chuckle.

"Dinner?" Alicent in disbelief eying her grandfather.

"Yes you will fetch them later won't you?" King Ecbert said with a whimsy smile that made Alicent think he was joking but she knew he wasn't. She ended up stomping out finding Alfred outside grabbing him and dragging him away.

"I told you it was a bad idea" Alfred practically whined.

Part 2

Romance Isn't Dead

Nina Pov

I'm crazy is all I could think about as I stood by myself at night in what looked like a sex trafficking target spot. I thought people would be out at night for the bars or restaurants but no, not one soul was out just my dumbass to see possible Italian mobster. I was right under the clock tower just like he said right in the perfect line of view for a kidnapper. The place was empty and here I was standing in the middle of the place clear view for anyone. It felt like a place a sniper has a bullseye on my forehead right now.

"When you know, you know..." The possible criminal is late, my feet started to wandered to the fountain near by.

"When you know, you know" I sit down on the side of it.

"It kinda makes me laugh, runnin' down that path" My hand runs through the water in the moonlight.

"When you're good as gold....Cause when you know, you know" I hummed along until I could feel a presence looking down at me.

"When you're old, you're old.....Like Hollywood and me, the diamond on your ring...The soul that you bring to the table" I looked up at his fascinating eyes. He was staring at me but it wasn't in a creep way. It was like he was admiring the view...I was it.

"One that makes me sing...In a minor key...Cause when you know, you know" He started to speak but I couldn't hear him. I slowly took out my earpods getting up from my spot.

"Hey" I do a little wave as he just nods and smiles at me.

"Good evening" He gives a very tense smile "I hope you weren't waiting long." He always looks so stiff with his hands behind his back and his stance so straight.

"Oh no...not long" I slowly make my way to him until I'm standing in front of him. We're just staring into each other eyes for a moment. It makes me look down giggling.

"I thought we could have dinner or go dancing or both" He says kindly smirking.

"That sounds fun" I bite my lip while we still stared at each other. He eventually offered me his arm, which I took with a light snort at the action.

He asked me about my day, how I got to his castle and how I met Heidi. I told him how I really just sat in cafes all day drawing and journaling. How it wasn't really Heidi that brought me to the castle but I just thought the castle itself looked interesting and somewhat crashed the tourist group.

"It wasn't Heidi" He asked almost shocked.

"I'm not into girls" I say jesting at his confusion while he looked to be deep in thought.

We got to a little fancy Italian restaurant after a short walk.

Demetri opened the door of the restaurant making me a say a quick thank you as looked at him slightly surprised by the gesture.

The staff looked stressed as Demetri and I walked in but there were no customers in the restaurant.

Demetri and them spoke in Italian as I watched the interaction it was very interesting. The host or owner of the restaurant was sweating profusely while Demetri wasn't rude though I had no idea what they were saying but he looked above the man's head as he talked to him.

The man eventually led us to our table tripping over himself as he walked which I noticed made Demetri roll his eyes while I bit my lip sympathetically. Demetri pulled out my chair for me and tucked me into the table.

"Thanks" I said in a kind of long way as I looked Demetri over intriguingly.

"Do I pique your fascination?" Demetri says teasingly at the look I was giving him as a waitress came shaking as she put glasses of water on the table, stuttered as she spoke to Demetri in Italian before walking.

"You're definitely in the mafia" I deadpanned making Demetri laugh but he ended up biting his lip as if he was thinking about something.

"I think I will leave that a mystery" He said coyly giving me a smirk that made me give him one back.

"A drive by isn't going to happened at any moment" I say with fake worry making him chuckle again.

"Oh no..no drive bys" He genuinely smiled but slowly faltered before he spoke "Would you say you lead an exciting life" he looked at me as if he was inspecting me making me hold back a scoff.

I shrug "I came to Italy on a whim for the summer so I guess I do try when I have time" I say slightly mocking "How about you...do you live an exciting life" I jokingly raise a brow.

"No all very boring" He says genuinely.

"I don't believe that" I say in a mock sly way.

"No its true. My life is extremely boring. This right here actually is the most excitement in months" He says nodding down to the wine that was shakily brought to the table.

"Do you mind if I order for you" He asks me politely making me shrug a little.

"I don't know italian so you might as well surprise me" I say watching him begin to order.

He had such a regal air about him I notice.

Maybe he's a prince. He has to be something special.

"Are you from Italy?" I ask watching the waitress is hurrying away.

"No, Im from Greece" He looked distance for a moment.

"I've always wanted to go Greece" I watched him intrigued by his actions and facial expressions.

He nodded with a somewhat sad smile as if he hadn't been home in a long time.

"How long has it been since you been on a date?" I said starting to get a vibe off him as this made him chuckled but pause biting his lip slyly for a moment.

"I don't really go on dates" He tried to say in the most gentlemanly way which made me chuckle.

"Then what do you go on?" I say mockingly raising my eyebrows at him. The look on his face I would've thought him being so pale I would've seen a blush on his cheeks but he almost looked embarrassed.

"I have a lot of....friends" He tries to say in the most polite way possible but it only makes me laugh.

"And am I to be your friend?" I mockingly inquire. This made all joking manner leave his face.

"No...your-" He says looking at me with eyes that definitely had me blushing.

"Different" I deadpanned interrupting making him smirk.

"Truly" He countered and I smirked at the comment.

"But you are right... I'm not going to be your friend" I playfully scoff as he looks at me intensely.

Me and him stared into each other eyes for a moment. In that moment I realized something. I never believed in love at first sight or soul mates. But this man across this table I feel a pull, a connection that was completely indescribable. I just knew he was going to be a huge part of my life.