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Author's Notes | One "last time request", but my beloved couldn't be without such a juicy wish! Hahaha, I hope you like it! I just changed it from girlfriend to wife, ok?
Universe | Vikings
Pairing | Hvitserk x OC! Wife, Servant! Reader
Info | Viking Age AU, requested by for 5CW1,
Words |1670
⁑ Warnings: ANGST, mentions of death, humiliation, anger, violence, and blood.
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You were a house servant into Prince Hvitserk's house. Nothing but a slave of the hall, obligated to obey your masters. A gift he gave to his wife after his first raid - to your people's lands.
But he never was a bad master, so it wasn't hard to serve his house when he was in. And maybe it was what broke your heart when you saw that happening for the first time.
His wife was waiting for him to leave to put another in his bed and as soon as she discovered you knew, she threatened you.
"He gave me you, but I swear I'll kill you if you say anything! And I'll tell him you tried to kill me while I was sleeping!!"
He would never doubt such an accusation. Not when so many slaves were trying their freedom by attacking their masters this horrid way. So you had no other choice but to keep your mouth shut and she even obligated you to serve her bed while the other was in, forcing you to serve him mead as if he was your master, her husband, the owner of that house.
