Five Hargreeves x Reader Imagines

💫 Vikings (Part 1) 💫

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I sighed as I tugged on my hood tighter, my cloak obscuring my figure as I rode on Onyx, my black horse who was dearest childhood friend since he was a foal. I looked up, watching the greenery of trees and bushes pass me slowly with the neverending blue sky above us as we travelled down a pathway through dense forest. It was quiet besides the chatter amongst my clan members that were here to serve and protect my father, my siblings and I.

We finally reached the other side of the forest to be met with a large village clan bustling with people. "My Lord, we have arrived." One of the soldiers exclaimed as a few men from the village ride up to meet us.

"Who goes there?" They growled, holding up their shields and swords.

"King Athelstan and his daughters to meet with King Hargreeves." The savage-looking men finally lower their weapons and let us pass through, following us into the village. The village people around us whisper and chatter in excitement when they lay their eyes on my sisters who held their heads high. They wore their best and most extravagant pieces of clothing to show that they were royalty to everyone that glanced their way.

I look down and snicker, seeing the mud and uneven pavement, knowing they were going to whine about their shoes and clothes being ruined. "Big mistake." We stop in front of the King's house with him greeting us. Beside him was his wife, Queen Grace as she smiled brightly at us while he stayed stone-faced.

Two very different people if I've ever seen in my life.

"King Athelstan, I welcome you to my home. I hope the journey has not been too difficult." My father hops down from his horse, shaking hands with King Hargreeves and pulling him in to hug him.

I raise a brow at the interaction.

When did they get so close together?

"My dear friend, how many times have I told you to just call me Athelstan?" My father beams out, his positive personality breaking King Hargreeves to show a sliver of emotion.

He smiled softly, clearing his throat. "Please come in. My dear wife has set out a magnificent feast for you. Please join us and let us take care of your belongings." I look over to see my sisters being assisted to get down from their horses by some of the Kings men.

I easily jump down, ignoring the man that was about to help me. "Try not to buck this man too hard Onyx. I'm sure he doesn't want his family line severed painfully." Onyx whinnies, huffing out in annoyance as I smooth down his mane while the man backs away in slight fear and covering his lower parts.

I follow my father inside, pulling my hood and cloak over my head tighter to cover my mask. My heavy booths clacked against the wooden floors as we walked towards a large table filled with various food. I stood beside my father with my sisters on his other side.