Vikings: Imagine you and Ivar ...

Imagine Ivar challenging you out of jealousy

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You brushed the sweat from your forehead with your sleeve before taking your sword back in your good hand and facing Björn again. You didn't liked it when he tried to make a point, in this case you not worthy of coming on raids with him. He just stood there, with a little grin on his face, his body twice the weight you had and dubble the experience. "If you can defeat me y/n, than maybe." He said again. It didn't maked you angry, he was the brother you needed, protective, always looking out for you. Maybe he wasn't your real brother, Lagertha kind of adopted you in the family, but for you he was your real brother. And that brother didn't want you to join him on raids. You learned from Lagertha that you couldn't react in anger of emotion, so your calm steady body was your best weapon against him. You attacted again, the sound from metal against metal pulled more people together to watch. Björn was Ragnar oldest son, everybody admired him, here and even in Kattegat in the present of his four brothers. You held your eyes on him, ducking under his arm and tackeling his foot that threw him out of balance. Your sword hitted the inside of his other knee and he felt. You threw yourself on him, your sword against his throught while your body sat on his chest. You smiled triumphant and petted him on the head.
"Can I come now?" You asked. He pushed your sword away and grabbed you by your middle, almost throwing you over the grass. You landed on your stomach and he had your arms in a grip that caused you pain.
"Björn enough." Lagertha said. Björn petted you back and stood up, you followed. Lagertha stood with Astrid by her side among the other people. You looked up to Björn who smiled in proud.
"I think she's ready." He announced.
"You think?" Laughed Lagertha while she walked over to you. She laid her hand on your cheek, running her thumb over it. "You are even better than me when I was your age." She said. You blushed a little by the compliment.
"I learn it from the best." You replied. Without Lagertha and Björn you wouldn't stand where you stand now.
"It is your decision Björn." Lagertha threw him a promesing glance.
"I will go to Kattegat, see who wants to come of my brothers."
"Can I come with you?" You asked. You didn't get that much to Kattegat, it was like Lagertha liked to keep you a secret from Aslaug.
"Sure." Nodded Lagertha, she kissed you on the forehead before leaving.

It was rather late when you and Björn arrived in Kattegat. But how dark it may be outside, everybody recognized Björn immidiatly. You both left the horses with some man en walked over to the great Hall. From where you stood you could hear all the amusment that was going on inside. You walked after Björn and stood still beside him when he opened the door. The people felt silent for a moment, your gaze went over the people looking for a familair face ... and that face sat on the throne, Aslaug. She looked at you with that uncertainty that made you smile a little. Björn gave you a grin before walking over to his brothers who all sat around a table. "Brother!" Said Ubbe while standing up for a greeting. When he pulled back from Björn he gave you a promesing smile. "Look at you y/n. You grow more fierce every time I see you." He winked. Hvitserk gave you a cup of ale while Björn sat down. You nodded towards Sigurd and then looked over to Ivar.
"Ivar." You greeted him. He narrowed his eyes a little while you sat down on the chairrest of Björn's chair.
"Why is it that you keep her all to yourself Björn?" Ivar asked right away. From all the brothers he wasn't afraid to say his mind. You let your elbow rest on Björn his shoulder, narrowing your eyes in the same way Ivar did.
"Yes, why is that Björn?" You asked laughing.
"I keep all the good stuff for myself." He replied without hesitation. You started laughing and drank from your cup. They had all their doughts about you, not knowing the full story and three of the brothers were rather carefull with you around Björn.
"We only hear good thinks, never saw it."
"I would shut your big mouth little brother before she wants to make a point." Björn warned his youngest brother. Ivar was not intimidated by that, he looked at you, grinning.
"I loved to see you try that." He challenged you. You looked at Björn who only nodded. You looked back at Ivar, showing him your cup before drinking the rest of the ale.
"What brought you here brother?" Sigurd asked after a while.
"I want to go raiding again and I've come to see which of my brothes want to come." He announced.
"Is she coming?" Hvitserk pointed at you.
"Maybe." Björn answered in doubt, you slapped him on the head.
"Yes I'm coming." You said to Hvitserk.
"You up for this y/n?" Ubbe asked you challenging.
"When is the last time you saw a shieldmaiden in action?" You asked them as if they were idiots who knew nothing about the subject.
"Last week, in bed." Ubbe Laughed. You rolled your eyes and shook your head.
"But I will come on the raid." Hvitserk nodded while looking over to his mother. You followed his gaze, Aslaug nodded towards him and gave you a small smile.
"I think mother is afraid of you y/n." Observed Ivar way to loud. Aslaug gave her youngest son a smile but she didn't replied on the words. "She doesn't bit." Ivar smiled.
"Ubbe, you're in on the raid?" Björn asked finally. Ubbe looked in his cup and shook his head.
"I stay here, protect mother."
"Me to." Sigurg followed. Björn didn't asked Ivar and beside the fact he was already jealous, he grew frustrated to.

You followed a trail that leaded into the woods. You didn't wake up from anything so you were late for a change. You stopted your horse between some trees on the edge of a little open space. The brothers were already there, drinking and fighting. "There you are." Björn said while walking towards you. You pulled yourself a little away when there flew an arrow right in the tree next to you, Ivar smiled at you from his seat. You pulled the arrow out and jumped from your horse. Björn embraced you with one arm, pinching you against his chest.
"Goodmorning to you to." You smiled, almost choking because of the force he put in it. Hvitserk and Sigurd were sparring with each other so you walked over to Ubbe and Ivar. You held his arrow up.
"If you want my attention you just have to ask Ivar." You smiled friendly. He leaned a little forward to you while wispering.
"There is a lot that I want from you y/n."
"Then you gonna have to ask it verry politely, maybe I grant your request." You winked. He looked at you with those narrowed eyes, slightly amused by the fact you fooled around with him. You watched towards Hvitserk and Sigurd, observing their movements.
"You think you can handle those boys?" Björn jokes. You looked up at him with a devilish smile.
"I can handle you, Björn Ironside, why you think I can handle them." You pointed towards the brothers. Ivar drew his sword and pointed to you.
"Come on y/n, afraid to loose from a cripple." He challenged you.
"This will be interesting." Laughed Björn. He drew his sword and gave it to you. You balanced it in your hand, took a good grip before you turned to Ivar.
"What do I get if I win?" He asked.
"Maybe I grant you a request." You answered. His eyes grew more impatient, intense even. You already knew his weak point and it weren't his legs, it was his anger, his emotions. You attacted as first, the sound of the metal from your swords against each other maked you smiled. You thought that Ivar would be easier, because of his legs but that was a mistake. Because of that you make a wrong move, causing his sword almost slid your neck, your back against his chest. The only thing that keeps him from winning was your sword that puts a distance between your throat and his sword.
"It's not because I'm a cripple y/n, that I'm easy to handle." He wispered in your ear, a little angry even. You forced his sword away and turned right back to him, fend off his next move.
"I never said that Ivar."
"You think it." He replied with clenched teeth. You didn't think anything, I fact ... it you had to choose one of those brothers it would be him or Ubbe. But you didn't give him that kind of satisfaction. You drove him to the edge, cutting a piece in his arm while walking around him.
"What I think Ivar, is that you should be so angry all the time." You said. You hearded his other brothers laughing. And that was the end of it, Ivar became impatient, let his emotions feed his attact and gave you an easy game. You used your footwork, agility and so dismantled him from his sword. You stood behind him, panting. "I like you Ivar." You said, putting your finger against his head. "What is in here is more important than what is in there." You pointed to his heart. You smiled concerned and turned to Björn who proundly embraced you.
"You can come on the raid." He comfirmed. You smiled from ear to ear and when you looked over your shoulder to Ivar you saw his envious look towards you and Björn.

You stayed in the woods with the boys the rest of the day. You won from Sigurd and almost from Ubbe. You filled two cups and walked over to Ivar who sat against a tree. He looked up but didn't said a thing when he took over the cup. "Why are you so jealous Ivar." You asked while sitting beside him.
"Why should I be jealous?" He asked in return.
"I see how you look at me and Björn." You talked further. You looked at him, calm.
"It must be a big thing, being Björn Ironside possession." He wispered, gone into his own thoughts. You leaned your back against the tree, Ivar looked for a moment to the contact there was between your shoulders.
"First of all, I'm not a possession, second, he is like a brother to me." You felt silent for a moment, putting all things to pieces before you looked back at Ivar again. "Is that what frustrates you? That you want me but can't have me?" You could be as direct in your words like him and that was something he liked about you.
"I can have whatever I want." He grinned.
"I'm not a slave Ivar." You reminded him of you value to this world.
"No you are not." He repeated with a promessing look.
"But you like that, don't you?" You asked curious. He looked at you, those bleu eyes almost catching you in his gaze.
"You're not that easy."
"I wasn't born easy." You stood up and turned towards him. "Be a little less angry and frustrated, or jealous for that matter, maybe I let you one day." You winked and walked away, leaving him behind chuckling of the idea that maybe some day you could be his ...