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

Chapter Seven

Yuma's Pov
Pacing all night that's all I could really do. It was so incredibly dangerous to even think of messing with the small future. So many things could happen from this small result. I wasn't too sure, what it was that had swarmed my mind that Ivar would feel a tremendous amount of guilt for killing his own flesh and blood, even if it was a accident. Sigurd had been torturing Ivar since the day they came of age. Even going as so far to teasing him with the slave Margrethe.

Ivar had fallen asleep after a while which I was happy for, I needed some time for my thoughts slipping out of the tent, my feet had barely hit the dead leaves on the ground when I was roughly pinned to the tree roughly by the throat. I quickly shot my knee out kneeling them harshly into their stomach, yet the person didn't even flinch as they shot me a deep glare. My posture only changed slightly looking into the blue eyes focused like.

"Sigurd? Get your filthy hands off me." I sneered out, thrashing around managing to get his hand off my throat. He scoffed out a little.

"Stop squirming around I'm not gonna harm you, I just need to know what you saw witch." I stared at him even more sighing out roughly, slumped against the tree bark as I spoke out.

"I usually never speak about what I see.. Unless I am telling Ivar personally. I saw him kill you. So you're welcome, maybe this will be a personal lesson to stop messing with Ivar.. Like his father said he would be greatness." I sighed the pure look of fright was sheer across his blue eyes.  He managed to pull away from me, allowing me to duck from underneath him continuing my journey to clear my head.

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By the following day, the events were away for now. So now I had to wonder about even more future events. Ivar had woken up before everyone forcing me to tag along with him while he went to go visit Floki.  Who had been in his own world since coming back. With his wife dying, I wasn't too surprise that he didn't wanna stay around for too long.

"Yuma where did you run off to last night?" I glanced away from all leaves for a moment tugging the edge of my dress up for just a small moment so that I wouldn't trip and fall. Trust me I've done that more than I would liken to admit, Ivar always has the best laugh when I fall flat on  my face.

"I went out to get some fresh air to prevent some headaches." I answered feeling his blue eyes studying me from the side before long when I looked back over to him he looked away. His hair had grown super long in the process of weeks. I wonder if he would allow me to braid it for him sooner than later.

"Ivar are you sure you want me to come along with you for your visit? I always assume you want alone time with Floki." I heard a soft scoff leave the male startled when he then snapped out harshly towards.

"Why? don't wanna be in my company? Wanna spend time with my bastard like brother? Go off and be a whore then! See if I care." I was greatly startled by his outbursts I was always used to them, but this one just made me more confused than ever before it just clicked on my mind. I sighed a soft chuckle leaving me moving to step in front of him stopping him from crawling further.

"Wait wait stop right there." I demanded seeing him glancing up at me with annoyance, I dropped down into a crotch his glaring blue eyes watching me, he looked away for a moment before I cupped at his face making him look back towards me holding back my chuckles to show him that I was amused as I spoke gently.

"I at least get to explain since you just disrespected me and called me a whore Ivar, when you and I both know I've never laid with a man. Now to stop your child like temper I didnt sleep with Sigurd, I would never sleep with any of your brothers because none of them attract me. And out of respect for you. I just wouldn't do that hey look at me. Right now you are acting like a baby." I scolded him gently still making him look at me deeply, his blue eyes still glaring fierce like.

"Your brother had dragged me and forced me to tell him what my vision was, and since I was gonna tell you anyways. I had a vision of you killing Sigurd and regretting it later. Of course in other words it would prove that you are feared but remember what I said about your temper Ivar?" His eyes had grown for just a small minute before they soften for a moment a heavy sigh leaving him before he leaned in to press his forehead against my own.

"Forgive me..? I apologize for speaking out of line." He muttered, I cracked a faint smile letting a sigh out as I pressed my forehead back onto his gently rubbing my hands through his hair.

"You are forgiven. Now come on."