Not Too Late

You Are My Sunshine

Yn's POV

I enter the dining room only to see Ivar and Oleg laughing together. I cough to break their conversation up. "Have you put Igor to bed?" "No but I'll do it now" He gets up and heads off. I turn to Ivar with a stern look on my face. "No" "no what?" "I won't help you with another war against your brothers" I take my seat beside Oleg and opposite Ivar. "And you are no god, you are merely a man who can not walk" I take a bite of my food. "The word is cripple" I look up at him and wash my food down with some wine. "Cripple is used as an insult and I'm not here to insult you Ivar, I have plans which don't involve another war with you Lothbrok's"

"And what plan would that be?" Oleg sits at the end of the table between me and Ivar. "To go back home and live peacefully whether it is by myself or with someone else" "you don't have a home that's why King Harald saved you" He didn't save me. He ruined me. I try and contain my anger as I manage to spit out calmly. "He did not save me" "But you are here because of him are you not? Did he not make you as you are?" I get up quickly out of anger and start walking out. "Get back here!" I stop in my track and debate on whether to go back or not. "Now Yn!" I roll my eyes and grit my teeth before walking back over to him. As I approach him he slaps me across the face. The room is so silent that you could hear someone breathing from the next room.

I straighten myself up and take a shaky breath. "King Harald ruined everything for me but I wouldn't expect you to understand that because all you've ever had is everything" I stomp out of the room and into Igor's. He stirs awake and smiles when he sees me. "Can't sleep?" "Something like that" He pats the space beside him and I lay down.

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Ivar's POV

After supper Oleg decided to head off to bed. I decided I shall find the spare room myself and wonder the halls. As I do a low humming begins and I follow it to a room at the end of the hallway. I peak my head inside to see Yn with who must Igor. She starts to sing. "You are my sunshine.. my only sunshine.. you make me happy when skies are grey... You'll never know dear how much I love you.. so please don't take my sun.. shine away.." "Why is it you don't sing much?" "Because when I sing I tend to cry and think about my home"

I watch as Igor hugs her tight. A small smile is placed on my face as I watch them from the crack in the door. He's not even her child yet they love each like there isn't a tomorrow. For someone named the infamous warrior in all the lands she has a soft spot for one child. No one would have guessed that. Igor pulls out of the hug and looks at her. "I have good news for you" "oh yea? What is it?" "I think I found the person who will love you" She laughs at him and ruffles his hair. "If you say his name I will most certainly throw you off the bed" "Ivar" A blush seems to rise upon my cheeks.

"No" "But why not?" "He is a viking Igor and you know by now that Vikings are not good people" He nods his head in understanding. "Maybe he's different like that Floki person you spoke with" "I doubt it, Floki was a boat builder he built the boat you sailed in. Ivar was born angry because of how he was born" "with his leg" i watch her nod slowly. "But just because his leg is different doesn't make him any less of a man" "Well you're right there but normal or not normal he's still a viking that had everything I didn't"

"So you envy me?" I push the door open walk in. I see Yn physically gulp at the sight of me. "I don't envy you" "for your information my mother was the only one who ever loved me and now she's dead" I watch as she gets up and stands right in front of me. "There is no use on wasting my breath on you because you vikings don't deserve anymore of my attention then I have given you" She doesn't say another word but tucks Igor in. "Goodnight Yn" "Goodnight little man" She kisses his forehead and shoves me into the hallway before closing the door behind her.

Yn's POV

I shut the door quietly behind me and look at Ivar. "Why were you spying?" "I was merely passing by when I heard your singing, you're quite good" I stand there stunned at his kindness. I shake it off before he notices. "you have to stop comparing yourself to me or anyone else for that matter. No good comes from it trust me I've done it my whole life" He glances down at his leg. "I must go" I walk past him but he grabs my wrist. I look back at him. "I appreciated what you said in there, about how I'm still a man even if I don't have a proper leg" I place my hand on his and pry his fingers off of my wrist. I pull my wrist back and look at him.

"I judge people based on how've they treated me not because of what they look like. It's too bad you treated me the way you did but then again I expected it, you are viking after all" I pat his shoulder. "Have a good night Ivar but stay away from Igor if you know what's best for you" I face away from him and head off back to my room.