The Girl Who See's All (Ivar The Boneless)

Chapter Six

Yuma's Pov
"So tell me Yuma, so we win the war and cause great glory across the nation's? Come now spill spill." A quiet groan of annoyance slipped out from lips, a harsh headache was pounding across my skull keeping both my warm palms across from my tense head, I heard the roaring laughter all around, one good nights rest is all I am asking, of course it's all in the good of war, glad to know Ivar's tactics worked so well.

No one seemed to listen to him at first till they actually saw his strategy in motion. Just a few more battles I predicted then the brothers would split out to go on their own.

"That's now how my visions work Sigurd it's not like seeing the entire future, you see bits and pieces." I all but muttered trying to hide the evidence of the pain, Bjorn had flashed me a light look from his position.  He was sitting in, gesturing with his head for a moment at me.

"What's the matter with you Yuma? You've been in pain for a few days now and think know one can notice." I took a brief glance were I was quite positive Ivar had passed out sleep drunk, his entire head leaning on my side snoring away, even through the music and drunken state of the entire army he could sleep the dead away.

"I've been having headaches for days now. It's why I've been sleeping as early as I can. Than you have Ivar whining." I chuckled moving my arms to wrap around his sleeping slump body, urging him closer to me running my hands his loose hair all through out it.

"Visions are kinda like not having the whole truth, but that it appears one by one. It's awfully annoying actually." Ubbe tuned in curious like stroking at his beard a few times.

"It is fascinating women are usually seen as witches when they have visions, men get called seers." I snorted out a bit playfully, speaking out holding the side of Ivar's head gently, swaying him a bit.

"Who says I'm not a witch among pagans, and christans alike." I winked playfully at Hvitserk who laughed loudly tossing his head back a bit pinching at his nose for a moment.

"By the gods I love her she's so amusing than anything why did Ivar have to find her huh?" His loud whines for drowned out by the voices of his brother chiming in and what not. I felt my body go rigged and stiff dropping my head down for a moment so my white eyes wouldn't be seen, twisting my face up at the mass moving images behind my already aching soul.

Shut your mouth Sigurd! It echoed around in my mind like a faint like echo, I finally lifted my head up in shock glancing down at Ivar exhaling deeply.

Oh Ivar... Why are you always letting your temper jeopardize your future...

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I was nervous... And I usually was very good at keeping my composer with every vision I had, though this was the first vision I had seen were I saw Ivar kill someone close to him from pure blood and temper, though it wasn't always wise to.. Mess with the future this was something I needed to prevent more than anything. With the passing days to come I was a little more than uneasy standing behind Ivar.

The rest of his brothers as well drinking and eating, laughing with the rest of the army. King Harold and his brother were very notorious for schemes at best. I blinked startled feeling Ivar's hand grab at my arm rubbing at the fabric of my dark green dress slowly.

"Hey what's the matter Yuma? You've been so quietly lately." I hummed loosely forcing a soft smile at him, rubbing his hand back loosely in a small motion a few times.

"I'm alright just a few headaches that's all." I nodded a couple times, even when he lifted an eyebrow my way, but kept his hand on my own firmly, leaning back into his seat more. I was on the edge listening to the brothers discuss what they were gonna do now with the army. Bjorn stated he was gonna go travel with King Harold's brother also agreeing, Ivar was slowly growing annoyed with his brothers one by one.

I assume he wanted to keep raiding the lands with Ubbe and Hvitserk. Sigurd was grumbling up a storm, propping his feet up as he spoke casually.

"We are Viking no? We have this army we should keep fighting its what father would have wanted." This is just like the fight they had a few days ago. I held back the urge to roll my eyes.

"And have who lead them Ivar you?" Sigurd scoffed out a rough laugh. "Don't make me laugh." Ivar's glare just grew more intensive as he snapped back out.

"And all you do is play music Sigurd." Bjorn sighed rolling his eyes, yelling out roughly between the both of them.

"Would you both stop it!" He ordered out.

"No he makes me laugh, he makes us all laugh as he crawls around whining like a baby."

"Shut your mouth Sigurd!" I was so quick to cover my ears for a moment gosh it was ringing so profound like, hearing the next few words from Sigurd talking about their mom, and everyone knew that was a very touchy subject to Ivar.

"Ivar calm down now." Ubbe laughed nervously shifting forward, I was quick to slam my hands down from his fist In closing around the axe near him, exclaiming quickly to yank his hands near me, speaking fast fumbling over my words. Sigurd was staring wide eyes jumping back for a moment.

"Ivar! I uhm.." I fumbled more with my words seeing his raging blue eyes staring at me and they soften for just a small moment. I gulped down the heaviness in my throat cracking out to him slowly.

"My head... Is hurting so much I had another vision... Can you take me back to the tent please?" I begged to him, he grunted out for a moment taking a huge gulp of air in, his shoulder sinking and moving back before he nodded, muttering back to me weakly.

"Yeah I can come on." He muttered standing up with my help with a grunt wrapping his arms around my waist, muttering to me about what kind of pain I was in, Ubbe's voice heard the last few words were heard falling deaf to my own ears for a moment.

"Sigurd... You are so lucky Yuma was here."