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Decision (Björn)

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The sun hung high in the gloomy sky, hiding like a frightened child. Y/n was too focused on too many things at once, thoughts drilled through her delicate brain as she sat starring at the crisp sea.
She had a simple choice, stay in Kattegat to become a shield maiden, or spend a long, cold, winter forging like an animal with the love of her life.
Decisions, decisions.
She was strong, for how fragile she looked, but she felt she needed more practice, she wanted to be just like Lagertha. Reasons being, she mainly wanted to make Björn proud.

Picking up her wrinkly dress and walking back to her house, she had put more thought into it. She had not married him, but she had bed with him, and he himself had asked her to come along, saying how much he really loved her.
Y/n stare down at the fur sack and her various coats. She picked them up, feeling the warmth of the fur against her skin; Siggy had made it for her as a gift.

"What will you do Y/n?" she mumbled to herself.
At the very moment, a pair of strong hands made there way from her stomach to waist. Hot breath spread upon her neck as she tilted her head back in comfort. She knew just by the soft breathing and gripping movements that made her tingle inside, it was Björn.
"Björn, I appreciate what your doing but, now is-" she stopped herself. Björn lowered his hands to her thigh while placing small pecks on her neck. He gripped her cheek and slowly began to lift up her dress.
She wanted to keep going, until they were lying naked on the wooded floor, but Björn was set to leave in no less than an hour, and she still hadn't decided.

She stopped him, jolting forward to where she directly faced him.

"Björn, I cannot go with you."

He paused and looked at her for a moment. "It is alright Y/n, you do not have to go. Besides, this is my challenge not yours."

"But you understand why don't you?"

He chuckled, "I do not need a reason to know why my love chooses to not tag along. I'd rather you be here, safe.

Y/n sighed, struggling to hold back her angry sobs. She wanted more than anything to be with him, but it was the fact of what he wanted to prove to his father, King Ragnar Lothbrok. She couldn't stand in the the way of that.

"Hopefully you won't forget me while your footing through the deep snow, I suppose."

He removed a strand of her h/n hair from her face. "How silly. I could never forget you. I would expect you to be waiting for me when I return?"

All she could was nod and kiss his cold lips. Observing him one last time felt like she was making her last claim to the gods. He was the beautiful blonde blue eyed Viking boy who grew into a man. Her man, she thought. She had wondered what it would be like if she hadn't met him. While taking bread from the the raiding feast and throwing it to the chickens, she had spotted a man eying her every move and smirking at every passing glance. But son of Ragnar Lothbrok wasn't her first thought to come to mind when she saw him.

"And, Y/n, I'm hoping you will marry me when I return?"

Her eyes didn't widen, or bulge, they didn't flinch, her face was expressionless for a moment, but she was ultimately giddy with joy on the inside. Until she took Björn's face in her hands and whispered, "Of course I will marry you. It is the only thing I desire."

And with that, he embraced her once more with a kiss, pressing his fur cover coated body against her.
"Y/n Ironside," she thought. She had wanted to say those words for the longest time.

Short but, this is just the first.
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