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“You should know min dronning” He says with a certain gleam in his eye.

OKAY now he’s starting to piss me off. Just because he’s the king, doesn’t mean that I have to put up with his shit.

“Gods Ivar just fucking tell me.”

“I’m not gonna waste my time telling you something you already know. Pack your shit and leave Kattegat right now.”

His face has a nice shade of red over it. He’s slightly shaking, probably because of the intense anger. The look on his face. GODS the look on his face. He looks at me as if I’m the worst thing he’s ever seen. As if I’d taken away his favorite knife. His sharp eyes pierce through me. Staring deep into my very existence. Which is strange because he’s only ever looked at me as if I was the cure for his pain, the light in his darkness. As if I was a warrior that had saved him from an inevitable death.

Whatever happened he truly despises me and it doesn’t seem like he’ll let up about it.

“You know what leave your shit, take a damn horse, and leave.” He snarls out angrily.

“You know what fine, but don’t come to me when you finally let up from this tantrum you’re having.”

I push past him and stomp out of the castle. The rest of the Ragnarsons giving me a look of disapproval all except Bjorn who seems genuinely concerned. Mouthing to. to meet him at. The old land? The old lamp? Oh wait the old lake.

When I’m out of the castle everyone shouts at me to just leave already so I do. I pull my hood up and run. I run fast.  All the way to my little old private hut. My brothers always said be prepared, people turn on you fast.

I pack all my stuff and put it in my sack, adjusting all my things onto the horse. DRUM DRUM. I look up and see an angry horde of people marching toward me. I quickly jump onto my horse to leave when suddenly, an arrow comes flying past me. I bolt out of there. Man people are crazy.

It’s fine gotta get to the lake.

**FLASHBACK**

**UNKNOWN POV**

“Wake up prinsesse”

You stir in your sleep a bit. You’re just like father, little princess. you and your brother. Mother had two beautiful twins.

You open your pretty e/c eyes and stare up at me. Reaching up with those little hands, but grip my finger so strong.

Small but mighty.

One day you will achieve greatness little prinsesse. you and your little twin.

My little prinsesse. My little y/n.

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DANISH

prinsesse ~ princess

min dronning ~ my queen

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