Her name is Saga. |Lothbrok brothers| Vikings|

Cold air

Saga' POV

I blocked Sigurd's sword with my own blade. Sliding his blade over making him loose his balance. "Focus!" His face lifted, clear with anger.

Our swords clash together. Raising my sword above my head to block his. His feet were distanced, I take the opportunity to lock my foot around his pulling it making his back meet the grass, with a loud grunt escaping his mouth.

"Nice posture always helps too" I smirk throwing my sword closely to his head. "Where did you learn your skills from? I am very impressed" Ivar spoke. I sip water from my canteen struggling to catch my breath.

"My father used to tell me, practice makes perfect. I guess I just started there" I smiled softly.

Ivar had kept a stare. A plastered smile tugging on his mouth. "Anymore questions Ivar?"

Shaking his head with a still playful smile. His glare was hard, I shifted alittle bit uncomfortable with his eyes making contact with me. "You can stop staring at her as if she's a piece of meat Ivar" Ubbe spoke loudly.

"I cannot help it. She's intriguing"
Looking up I spoke, "I would prefer If you did not talk as if I was the third person, as I am right here" Licking my lips.

"You just weren't in our conversation Saga" Ivar barked glancing toward me eyeing my lips. I chuckle hoarsely.

I yawn feeling alittle exhausted. I could see my hot breath on the cold air. The sky began to welcome the darkness with the stars. Shading our planet for another night.

"Do you see the stars? How fascinating they are. I like to think one of them belongs to each of us. Like our
twinkling mark in the sky" I laugh dryly.

"That is a beautiful thought Saga. The stars are the only thing we cannot reach. Beyond them is what we don't Know, but I to believe there is something" Ubbe spoke smiling gently towards me.

"What about the gods? The story's, about how Odin made earth. Mountains from his bones, rivers from his blood trees from-" I interrupted Hvitserk.

"His hair, the blue sky from his eyes" I smiled. "But I don't remember anything being mentioned about the stars"

"Well lady's, as you all discuss the topic of earth and want not, I am going to drag my ass to the dinner table" Ivar sarcastically spoke.

I wanted to befriend him, hidden behind his wall was sadness, it was clear. He was smarter then given credit for, I could tell his brothers thought low of him since he is a cripple. But I have a feeling if he could walk...he'd be deadly.

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I slowly marched behind Ubbe as we entered the dinner room. Was loud with cheering vikings, I smelt chicken and strong alcohol. Sitting beside Sigurd grabbing some chicken along with vegetables. Water was poured into my cup and I began to eat.

I was tired, barely hungry. My legs were heavy and so were my Eyelids.

"Are you feeling okay Saga?" Ragnar questioned. "You look ill" I glance up to his face. Soft dirt covering his cheeks. "I am just alittle tired with a small headache, I will be fine" I smile.

My head was pounding, but I did not want to worry them.

"You are sweating Saga" Ubbe tagged in looking me with concern on his features.

"I will be fine" I begin to cough. My head was spinning. My body hurt, I go to stand but felt weak and collapse to the wood floor.

"Saga!" A familiar voice shouted, my vision was going black. Cold air engulfed me.

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