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“If you are here to beg for your freedom, the answer is no.”  Ivar stated coldly and then laughed before taking another sip of his wine. “The wedding will proceed at the appointed hour.” he ordered crisply and dared the small woman to speak out against it. Her name was Ambriella. He had seen her walking through the market square and he had been intrigued. As the peace was negotiated, Ambriella’s family adding strength of arms to his own warriors, Ivar tacked on one further condition - her.  He couldn’t have said why and everyone was too astonished by his request, well demand really, to gainsay him. So it was done, part and parcel. She would be his wife before the end of the day.