Maddend Heart ~Ivar The Boneless~

Chapter 33// Persephone & Hades

Indeed, it's wrong to keep you near me
One could call me cruel and deceiving
But in your sacred air I am full of light
Your loving arms are the true delight
To which I'm lost

...

I woke up by the sound of soldiers passing by my tent, their heavy armour and shields clashing together. I jump up alarmed thinking those might be Saxon soldiers, when a heavy arms pulls me back down.

I fight back confused what or who could have this iron hold on me. As I look down I see Ivars tired eyes gleaming up me through his crazy hair. I relax, remembering that he stayed with me for the night. He's turned to his stomach his face smushed against the pillow. He looks how I feel- at peace.

"Had a bad dream?" he asks with groggy voice as he stretches out his arms.

"I- didn't dream... Ivar I didn't dream!"
I dash basically jumping at him without noticing it. The scary foreshadowings I had each and every night disappeared. Was this because of him, because of his presence? But this couldn't- why should it stop just now?

"That's good because?" he chuckles turning on his back, the strong muscles on his upper body lurking out of the blanket that lazily covered his lower body. How dangerous.

"Because these visions kept me up all night, I could never rest knowing what would happen." I explain looking into his captivating eyes. It's insane how safe I feel in his embrace like arrows would just change their direction when we are together.

"Did you see all of this, did you see the deaths of all our friends and family?"
he asks sitting up scratching the back of his head lazily.

"Some... I knew where Ragnar laid and I also saw Aslaug die, I just didn't know how to interpret everything, Trsika helped me with it." I answer looking at him, our bodies only inches away from each other. I still feel the warmth of his skin radiating on mine sending shivers down my back. He sits up so hes slightly towering above me. I always forget how tall he really is.

I feel like the air is being pushed out of me as he got closer, like I forgot everything that matters, only concentrating on him.
Its like we went back in time, just for the night, to lay in each others embrace to protect each other.

"Let's hope that it stays this way, I mean that you do not dream of more deaths."
he shrugs his hand mindlessly travelling up to my face. He gently grabs a strand of my wavy hair twisting it in his fingers before tucking it behind my ear making me breathless.

His touch shouldn't have this effect on me, I should pull away and tell him to go. But I can't, it's like I'm frozen melt at the same time.

"Ivar I'm sorry for how things have turned out between us... I truly am but... you can't just touch me like that." I mumble looking between his hand rested on my cheek and his eyes that rest on my lips. I'm sure my face already has a deep red tint as I scooch away to get some space between us so that my brain could start to work again.

"Why not? I held you tonight didn't I? And I held you like this many nights before." He argues with furrowed brows.

"It's not about the holding- you're basically stripping me naked with these eyes!" I blurt out feeling put on the spot.

I enjoyed every bit of attention and affection he gives in these quiet hours where there is only us but then he's so flirty again and I forget I have a brain. I cant let that happen, not as a Queen. I have dutys that seeks certain brain.