#ivarlothbrok

Well, I’m like in a love/hate with her! Like thinking about her as a person or even as a duo with J, I like her. I mean I’m pretty sure if any one of the fans were in her position, we’d be trying to “be like the guys” too! 

But in the family as a whole, I think she’s... well actually now writing this, it’s not that I don’t like her character, I just mean she needs to “play her role” not as like as a teenage girl who knows nothing, but I mean, not as a Cath, Lucy or Renn.

She did sort of hold her own with Javi’s guys, but I think she wants to be too much like the family instead of being herself. I get that she wants to be a part of the crew, but babysteps, man!

I just think the guys of the family have a bigger role to play. Not that the girls can’t do anything, but I mean like she’s trying to keep up with J. And we know that Smurf stayed behind the scenes and the boys did the dirty work. So instead of easing in, Nicky wants to be apart of the robberies, shoot guns, etc, when that’s like expected of J. 

So again, not that she’s a girl and needs to stfu, but because  the guys don’t really need her, because like I said, they’re the “men” and they rob and shoot the guns LOL. Does that make sense? 

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Season 2

Chapter six

I barged through the doors and passed the crowd of people who were awaiting to hear any kind of news. I went up to Hvitserk who stood by the doorway of my bedroom; leaning against the wall. He had been crying, his eyes were puffy and red. They are a mixture of emotional tears.

He gave me a hug and whispered with joy, "He's back!" I sighed in relief. I then looked into the bedroom to see my husband for the first time in two months. He laid on his back, he had already been cleaned up, but he is so weak and tired. His condition does not make things easier. He is thin, and frail looking. His eyes are slightly sulken into his sockets. He looked dead already.

I gasped, taking a step back from the live corpse that is supposed to be my husband. I looked up at Hvitserk for some kind of explanation.

"He was talking a little bit before, all he kept asking for was you," Hvitserk whispered. I turned to Hvitserk with concern.

We cannot erase what has been between us, and I don't think we can return the way things were before. I looked down and turned away to go back out. Hvitserk suddenly grabbed me by my arm, leaned into my ear, and whispered,

"Go to your husband, he needs you," his voice cracked a little bit.

"Hvitserk?"

"I will always love you, sister," he whispered, new tears fell from his eyes.

I glanced over to him as I made my way to Ivar. Hvitserk's heart is broken. It's all because of me. I wish I could have both brothers, marry them both, and have their children together. I never knew I could love them as much as I do now. Hvitserk nodded, giving me permission to go to my King.

"Don't leave me?" Is all I asked Hvitserk. Hvitserk placed his hand on his heart and whispered to me,

"Never."

I looked down at Ivar's lifeless body as he slept peacefully in our bed. I leaned over and removed a few strands of hair away from his face. The once ruthless King has crumbled.

"He didn't eat anything," Hvitserk said.

I took the broth that was sitting on the table beside me and pressed the spoon against his lips. The liquid ran both sides of his lips and disappeared behind his head. I looked at Hvitserk with a broken heart.

Hvitserk came over and lifted Ivar up onto his lap, he slightly opened Ivar's mouth, and allowed me to feed him a little bit. I began to slowly pour the hot liquid down his throat. Hvitserk rubbed Ivar's throat to allow it to go down nicely. Once in a while, Hvitserk would lay a kiss on Ivar's head.

"We are here now," he said.

I managed to get a half a bowl down before he suddenly began to cough. Hvitserk and I became high alert as he coughed up most of the broth. He laid back down on Hvitserk's lap; heaving for air. Ivar's eyes opened and the first person they looked at-was me.

"Am I in Valhalla?" Ivar's horse voice came. His eyes were tender, and no light shined in them.

"No, no," I said, kissing his forehead. "You are home in Kattegat."

Ivar weakly raised his hand and twiddled my hair in between his fingers, "My Yrsa." I pressed my lips to his and began to kiss him.

"Hvitserk," He weakly asked for, Ivar's eyes darted up to see Hvitserk smiling at him.

"I'm here, brother," he whimpered. Hvitserk's palm rested on Ivar's cheek.

"You're home now, little brother, you're safe." Ivar's eyes watered as he tried to smile.

"My legs...I can't feel them," Ivar whimpered.

I quickly got up and removed the covers from Ivar. His legs were broken in two places on one side, and bruised on the other. I looked up at Hvitserk who had nothing but hate and revenge in his eyes. Ivar would be bed ridden for at least a month and this would be a painful process for him.

I went back over to Ivar and sat next to him, by now, he was gently falling asleep. Although he was smiling, and tears fell from his eyes. My fingers wiped away the tears as they fell.

"Rest, my love," I cried. I placed another kiss on his lips, gently before he closed his eyes.

Hvitserk and I both looked at each other as we began to think of the most dreadful things we could do to Ivar's attacker. I gripped the covers and felt a sudden twig of hatred take over my body. Hvitserk had fire in his eyes and his color went very pale making his eyes stand out.

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Once Ivar was fast asleep, we made everyone leave the Great Hall, leaving Hvitserk and I to think. I sat on my throne, while Hvitserk paced back and forth.

"Something came over me..." Hvitserk said.

"You are angry, Hvitserk," I said, flatly.

"Yes," he said, swiftly, "I want to break my brother's torture," Hvitserk stopped and picked up a chair and threw against the wall, letting out a loud cry.

I on the other hand, am not the same person I was yesterday. Normally I would flinch at that, but I did not. No, I fed on it.

"I want my revenge as well..." I said, Hvitserk glared over to me, "But right now, we can't get anything from Ivar."

Hvitserk chuckled, glaring down at me, "Then maybe you ought to go wake my brother."

I smiled deviously, getting up, and walking down to Hvitserk.

"Right now, let him rest," I whispered. I moved a string of hair away from Hvitserk.

"There was a time where I did want to marry you," Hvitserk said.

"Maybe one day you will," I said.

Hvitserk cleared his throat, "I'm going home, please let me know if Ivar stirs we have a lot to discuss."

"Yes," I said, smiling. Hvitserk left for home, leaving me with my husband.

I went into the bedroom and smiled softly at the sleeping Ivar. I moved silently over to him, removing my clothes and crawling next to him. I couldn't believe Ivar was finally home. All the heartache and all the sorrow suddenly vanished. My anger for his attacker is still there, though. Right now, Ivar needs me.

I softly kissed his warm cheek as he startled slightly, he glared over to me, as he grunted putting his arm over me.

"My beautiful wife," He said, in our language. "How I missed you." Tears came down my face. I sniffled slightly, pressing my lips to his peck.

"No words can describe how much I missed you," I said, breathlessly.

"I promise you now," Ivar said, "Once...I'm back on my feet, no more raiding, we will leave together peacefully," he said.

"Ivar..."

"No, I thought about it," he said softly, "and I'm going to spend more time home, and I'm going to make Kattegat better."

"I'm not making the same mistake as my father."

I know, I know it's summer! But my memory card in my phone was yelling at me to clean it. Who knew I could almost fill a 32gb memory card with photos and videos?! Now they may or may not have been almost all multiple Alex items that I i just kept and thought, "I'll go back and watch that later!" Not realizing that I saved it 2 or 3 months ago, about 4 times then too. I swear my memory is failing me. I ended up clearing out almost 20gb lmao. Whoops. Most of it is now on my laptop. I know some of you come to me and ask if i have something, which i might, but now it won't be as available if i have deleted it from the phone. Who would have known i was such a hoarder?!

I would also like to add, I deleted just as many cat photos and videos as well. I was hoarding all of my babies pics 20 times over. Wtf?!

So here is some pics and stuff I managed to find in the purging of my memory card!

Knightfall anyone?