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Now that the battle was done, and that his plan had worked majestically, she would never hear the end of it. His ego was immoderate. And though, even with all of that, he managed to pull a smile from her clenched jaw. The shieldmaiden looked away with a scoff, blushing even as the man kept staring at her.      “ You should have told me.”     The blonde spat out, chin high as if to defy her King, hand on her hip. No title between them, just them, Ragnar and Lagertha from their old farm. Even if she was relieved he was not dead, she had went through a heavy emotional breakdown when learning about his death.     “ At least you came back somehow, so I can kick your ass.” 

“ I like you Ragnar, ”     she looked up at him, a sly smile barely covered by the tankard she was holding and sipping from,     “ I care about you, you are the father of my only son, you are my King too... and you are appealing. But... my heart had stopped beating the way it used to be years ago.”     You broke it.     “ And you... could you possibly stop loving me ? ” 

           𝐀   𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐔𝐆   𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒   𝐈𝐍   𝐀   𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓   𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑     -perhaps a foolish attempt to dismiss the question without having to give him a proper answer                        although the answer was more than clear. Bags were hidden under painted kohl, but the slight shaking of her hands easily gave her away. Helga just shook her head, gaze avoiding Ragnar’s. Now was not the time to speak of things like this. In her eyes they were of none importance with everything else happening around them. Sleep would come again, some day. Right now there were other things to discuss.

   The second one is people have come at me with “Ima would have been better for Jax, she was stronger and could have handled the life.”  This goes with the whining Tara and I am sorry but Ima couldn’t have done anything for Jax.  Tara was the one that was always there, no matter what and she was a strength to him that people forget about because of the last season and everyone thinking she was a rat.  She was a woman trying to survive with two boys but the life she was in…no happy endings and no white picket fence.  

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‘     I  AM  NOT  EXPECTING  YOU  TO  AND  HOW  COULD  ANY  OF  YOU  ANYWAY  ?  CONSIDER  YOUR  LACK  OF  UNDERSTANDING  A  PRIVILEGE,  DEAR  BROTHER—     ’     &     for  all  the  mockery  and  tossing  barbs  he  is  known  for,  it  is  a  simple  truth  in  ivar’s  mind  that  none  of  his  brothers,     (  nor  anyone  else  who  is  whole  for  that  matter,  )     will  ever  be  able  to  comprehend  the  nature  of  his  notions.  how  could  they  with  their  immunity  they  are  taking  for  granted  ?     ‘     is  it  truly  so  wrong  of  me  to  question  strategies  when  i  believe  there  are  better  ways  how  to  win  a  battle  ?  my  legs  may  be  incapacitated  and  i  may  be  the  youngest  on  top  of  that,  but  you  ought  to  concede  something  to  me.  battle  tactics,  for  that  matter.     ’     leaning  in  to  look  hvitserk  directly  in  the  eyes,  ivar  supports  his  weight  with  crossed  arms  on  top  of  the  wooden  table,  unbothered  by  what  his  older  brothers  may  think  of  his  antics.     ‘     you  are  older  than  me,  but  you  know  what  it’s  like  to  be  younger  than  björn  and  ubbe.  was  there  never  a  moment  where  they  made  a  decision  you  considered  less  than  ideal  ?  maybe  even  after  you  told  them  an  alternative  idea  ?     ’     ivar  continues  to  gaze  at  hvitserk  with  an  arch  of  his  eyebrows,  mildly  curious  to  hear  what  hvitserk  does  have  to  say  about  that.     ‘     i  don’t  know  about  you  but  i  have  no  intention  to  be  reduced  to  my  age  nor  my  legs.     ’     even  with  the  very  possible  consequence  that  he  will  alienate  his  brothers,  sooner  or  later.

He kept watching her, & she stared back at him the whole time, amused smirk playing on her lips. He gestured towards her, brow rose with curiosity then pushed herself up her seat to walk around & prop down the bench by his side. Astrid grinned with cocky expression, probably too confident in herself, blue eyes watching back at him.