Legends

Chapter V- We Had It Made In The Middle Of The Madness

The next morning, as she was waking up, Kayla found a note slipped into her room.

"Jeg elsker dig, איך האב דיר ליב, Tá grá agam duit, I Love You."

Kayla recognised that handwriting anywhere, and the fact that Ivar told her I love you in not only Danish and English, but also Yiddish and Tevan, made her blush something fierce. Her clothes for the day were a pair of black high-waisted wide-legged pants, and a turquoise and white floral print crop top, with long sleeves velvet wraps, and drapes hanging from the sides. She made her way to her parents' room, where they were sitting on the balcony.

"Good morning, Daddy. Coffee, Momma?"

"Yes, please. Women can wear pants in this world, Kayla?"

"I do at least. Lucy is the next likely to, while Susan says it ain't ladylike, but I say it's hard to teach weaponless self-defense methods in a dress."

"Point taken."

"You're in a mad blush, daughter of mine."

"I know, Daddy."

"What's the reason?"

"I found a note slipped into my room this mornin'. I know the handwriting anywhere."

"Let me see it, Kayla."

"Daddy, I don't kiss and tell."

"Kayla."

"Alright, Daddy."

"That boy is wholeheartedly in love with you. Is he the jealous type?"

"Yes, Daddy. Ivar is the jealous type. I can for sure tell you some stories."

"Are you the jealous type, Kayla?"

"Yes, but I haven't had a reason to be. The only other women Ivar has danced with are Susan and Lucy. And it's not like the rest of the family was pushing Ivar and Susan together, 'cause it never came across anyone's minds."

"What is the deal with Susan and Caspian? I've noticed some glances and gestures there."

"You'll have to ask them, Momma."

Just then, Ivar knocked on her parents' door.

"Who is it?"

"It's Ivar. May I come in?"

"Of course, future son-in-law."

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Bedwell."

"Good morning, Ivar."

"Is that outfit new, Kayla?"

"Yes and no."

"Let me guess, you've had it for years, but just now decided to wear it."

He placed a kiss on her temple, making her blush a bit.

"Oh, by the way, thank you for the note you left me this morning."

"How do you know it was me?"

"One, I know your handwriting anywhere, and two, you just admitted to it."

"You see, this is why you don't want me leading armies, I'm no good at it."

"Ivar, you're gonna be King of Ettinsmoor and the Wild Lands of the North, you should start leading.

"She has a point, Ivar."

"You know, I'm starting to remember my childhood here more. I was not bold. In fact, I was a shy little thing, with plenty of manners. And now look, I'm so bold I've willingly been tortured. I've willingly died. Caoilfhionn wouldn't have done even half of the things I've done. I think the other world made me that way. You had a big part in that, Daddy. Of course, you as well, Momma."