His True Wife
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Main Characters: Hvitserk Ragnarsson, Reader, Ubbe Ragnarsson.
Characters Mentioned: Ivar the boneless, Thora, Freydis, Original characters
Summary: you devoted yourself into looking after Hvitserk and whenever you get time for yourself you became haunted by your own memories and an unwanted visits.
A/N: I’m sorry if this might suck, i didn’t edit it well because I’m a little bit tired but i hope you guys enjoy it anyways
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“Y/N! You promised!” The screams echoed in the hut, the screams of Hvitserk getting rid of the toxic in his blood, he was squirming on the floor, whimpering, you locked him in the small room that was supposed to be filled with your children one day, you were inside with him of course.
“Hvitserk i told you, once they go to the town, they’ll bring you some” you lied, you’d never allow him to eat those cursed mushrooms ever again, you wouldn’t allow him to get himself hurt like that “I need them!” he shouted, with every scream of pain, you thought his soul would just come out of his body, he didn’t allow you to hold him, he didn’t want to listen to you, he wanted to be numb, to lose track of his senses “do you still see them?” you asked, crawling closer to him on the floor, he was now hiding his face with his arms, you placed his head on your lap “Thora doesn’t know this place, she doesn’t visit unless I’m asleep, I can’t fall asleep, Ivar would return and kill me! He’s everywhere! He’s laughing at me! He’s everywhere Y/N”
He sobbed, you lifted his body up and hid him between your arms, desperately trying to protect the man from himself “he’s a monster! He killed Thora, he killed Fredyis, he killed his child and now he’ll kill me! He killed you too didn’t he? That’s why he came to your farm, to end the life of everyone who cared for me! He wants me to go mad, he wants to laugh at me as I die, he doesn’t want me going to Valhalla with father!” he said hysterically, sweat all over his body, the room was cold, but you can’t let him out, not before he’s calm again.
“He didn’t kill me Hvitserk, he only came here to say his goodbyes, you’re safe with me, you see all the men and women on this farm? They are ready to defend us to death if they have to! They’re building a fortress just for us, you are untouchable here, don’t you like the sound of that?” he looked at you and nodded “untouchable” he repeated, his breathing became calmer, his voice as well, he was still shaking but not like before.
“Yes, untouchable” you smiled, “I’m tired Y/N” he whispered closing his eyes, “get up, let me put you in bed” he nodded and stood up, trembling immediately, luckily you were there to catch him, you giggled softly and knocked on the door, three times, three meant open the door, it’s safe, and with that, the door was opened, your slave held a cup of water, you gave it to Hvitserk once he sat down on the bed, you undid his heavy clothes and he laid down under the fur, it was routine by now, the two of you danced this dance every day for the past two weeks.
“I must go and see what work is done, stay with him, make sure he sleeps well, call for me if anything happens” you whispered to the woman standing next to your bed once your prince was asleep, she nodded and pulled a chair, sitting close to the bed, you patted her shoulder then walked outside, the sun was shining even though it was winter, it made you happy, reminded you of the days when you and Ivar would sit in the small garden you had in your farm and have your meal outside, days like this were rare in Kattegat, yet, you made sure to keep up with this tradition of yours each time.
“Lady Y/N! I take it our prince is well-rested?” Thoman greeted once he saw you, you stood next to him “at last he is dear Thoman, tell me, how’s the work?” you smiled “we are planting the new seeds in the new ground of Thoranssons, and our animals are well” he declared, you nodded “perhaps I will attend to my garden then if I’m not needed” you sighed, missing the days when you worked in the field, but now you had so many hands that some of them barely found anything to do.
You went to the garden, it was behind the house, isolated, the view was the mountains and the roses were meant for shade, they were the same as you last visited, you sat on the grass, and looked at the ones Ivar loved the most, you leaned closer and breathed their scent in, he liked how they smelled, he’d always pick one and place it in your hair.
You picked one of them and held it close, inhaling the beautiful smell “they’re your favorite, I still attend them for you when you return, I still think they are useless, but you loved them, you loved how we argued about them, I would tell you I prefer red roses and you’d you’d say it’s stupid, white ones were pure, they reminded you of me, that’s what you always said” you felt your tears falling down your cheeks with every word you spoke.
“You swore that you’ll be back, you promised me Ivar Ragnarsson! But it’s been so damn long! I don’t even know if you’ll ever return, I’m waiting for a ghost, I supposed I’m no different from Hvitserk, but at least he gets to see you!” you started sobbing, clinging to the rose “you greedy idiot! Why wasn’t I enough for you? Why did you have to want everything? Couldn’t you just escape and be with me instead? I didn’t want children or titles, I just wanted to be with you, I wanted to hold your hand and be held by you! I never asked for anything but your love!”
You felt a stab in the heart with every word you spoke, you missed him, but you hated him so much for leaving you, you wanted to kill him and you wanted him to hold you the way he used to do “you are a liar, Ivar the boneless, if you ever loved me, you wouldn’t leave me hanging like this, you would’ve taken me with you, I will never forgive you for the pain I’m feeling, and I’ll never forgive her for taking you and turning you into this monster everyone is afraid of! I curse her! Do you hear me? Ivar the god… I curse that snake! I curse Loki’s whore! And I curse you for leaving me!” you screamed in agony and crushed the rose that you were holding, storming out of the garden.
Trys rushed to you instantly, you wiped your tears off “my lady” she shouted, you walked fasted “what?” you shouted angrily, “King Ubbe’s here with his men! He’s angry and demanding an entrance” she mumbled, intimidated by your rage, something that never happened before, you walked faster to the front of your farm and saw Ubbe shouting angrily at Thoman “What is it that you want Ubbe?” you snapped, standing between the two men, he was at the gate, your slaves weren’t allowing him to enter your ground, everyone had their weapons prepared.
“Where’s my brother? I wish to see him now! Let me and my men through!” he demanded “this ground does not belong to you Ubbe and you cannot come here and walk in without permission, this land is protected, you want to see Hvitserk after two weeks of him living here? Fine, you come with me, alone, unarmed” you didn’t wait for him to answer, you walked back to the hut he followed, only him, unarmed like you requested “you took my brother without a permission” he trailed, you rolled your eyes “I helped my friend when he needed me the most, while you left him all alone to rotten” you corrected, carefully opening the door.
“Hvitserk!” Ubbe shouted and you placed a hand on his mouth “he just slept” you whispered, you watched the man twitch in his sleep and flip, you took few steps closer to the bed and caressed his hair softly, he rested calmly and held your hand into his, Ubbe watched speechlessly “is he well?” He whispered and you nodded “he’s withdrawing and sometimes it gets overwhelming for him, he was awake for two days, before finally collapsing on the bed” you replied ever so quietly “would you like to stay and talk to him when he wakes up?” Seeing Hvitserk asleep so peacefully made your heart soften even towards Ubbe, after all he was only worried about his little brother, Ubbe nodded “my men?” He required, you sighed and looked at the woman “tell them they can enter if they leave the weapons behind the fences, and prepare a meal, they will dine with you while prince Ubbe will dine with me” you ordered, keeping your voice low, the woman nodded and went to obey.
Once Hvitserk let go of your hand, you got up and sat on the chair near the fireplace, Ivar’s chair, or so it used to be, Ubbe followed and sat across from you, “when I sent him away… I thought he’d recover on his own, tough love, you know?” He admitted after a period of silence “I didn’t know how to handle him, I was afraid, I know you dislike me but I respect you for helping my brother” he said as he looked at you “I’ll grant you protection” he mumbled, you shook your head no “I had protection once, and look where it left me, I don’t wish to take sides in your wars Ubbe, nor the games you brothers play with each other”
“If he returns would you help him?” he asked, even though he didn’t say a name but you knew very well who he was talking about “I don’t know how I’ll feel when I see him, he hurt me, but what we have is big, it was built by years, I might, but who knows”
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Gif source: stolen from google images.