When I can drown in blood, I can lay on the ground !

Going home again

P.o.v Ivar
We won. I won against my brothers and now I'm king. King of Kattegat.
That was my first thought when I saw Björn run. Run away from me. In that moment, I saw, how he knew that he had lost against his crippled brother.
My men yelled and laughed, in celebration. We didn't lose many and I was relieved when I saw my brother unharmed.
I was now king.
I commanded everyone to get up to the hill again. So we could all go home to MY Kattegat.
Then I realized that Lilith was nowhere to be seen. Between all the huge men I couldn't get an eye on her.
"Look down brother." Hvitserk commanded. I did what I was told and there I saw her. Standing in the middle of all the dead men on the ground. She was standing there looking up to the sky. Blood dripping down her sword. I commanded that everyone should start going home and that there would be a huge feast tonight.
"You coming brother?" Hvitserk asked,  awaiting my answer. "No go ahead." He didn't ask any questions, just looked down to Lilith.
After A few seconds I went down to her.
"We won." I stated wanting to start a conversation. "Yes, we did." 
She slowly took off one of her small rings and went down. That's when I saw that George was laying dead on the ground. I knew she liked him. He was always by her side and was one of her best men. She placed the ring on his finger and kissed his hand. "Thank you." She went up again. Looking at me. "Let's Go."

P.o.v Lilith
George has fought his last fight and I thanked the gods that he had a fast death. He sacrificed himself for me. I saw him like an extra brother and the pain I had to hide, nearly made me scream. But I couldn't show feelings. So we went back to Kattegat.
Everyone was screaming and laughing in joy. And then they bowed. When Ivar went through the crowded room. He made it, he made the near impossible happen. And I felt proud.

"Stay. at least till tomorrow." Ivar said when I was packing my bag. I turned around. Facing him. He was so close that I could feel his hot breath. "Please." He whispered.
I wanted his touch. I craved it.
But I had to go home. To my brother.
My brother was against me fighting with Ivar. We had a huge argument before I left. His argument was that I was risking the lives of many, for one single cripple.
So, he can't really get even angrier with me. Can he?
"I beg you to stay." He leaned his forehead on mine. And my whole body started to burn.
It was a nice burn. Every inch of my body was getting warm and my fingers tingled. It was a different kind of intimate.
"Ok." I whispered. His head tilted slowly forward until his soft lips touched mine. It was a kiss full of emotions .
Full of meaning.
Full of him.

P.o.v Ivar
Everyone was having a good time. Everyone cheered for me. Their king.
My face was white, the word dark, and Lagertha  was the one I was going to kill.
We partied, drank and ate.
I Saw Lilith a few times talking to some of her not drunk men. Once our eyes met, she gave me a little smile, which made me grateful that she stayed. At least one more day.

P.o.v Lilith
The night went on for long and everyone had fun. But somehow I couldn't get myself to relax. I just walked around, drank some wine until I realized I wasn't meant to be here. So I talked with my men about having a feast and have fun but I will go home. One of them. Who didn't drink and just watched the others said he would travel with me.
We went into my cabinet get my stuff on my horse.
"When im allowed to ask. Why do you want to go?" He asked a little nervous. "This is not one of my duties. " I answered. I fought with him because I wanted to. He had something and did something to me no one in a long time will be able to. But being at a feast, to the occasion that he got king is just something I didn't feel confident about. I had to go home and talk to my brother. I had commanded that my men will go home on the second day so they won't be drunk when they go home to their family's. At least the once who are alive...
"And why don't you drink?" I asked the man who's name is Carl. "Because something like this could happen. That my queen want to go home. I can't take the responsibility when something happens on the way when she's alone but if I'm there I can. And the other men don't know when to stop." I smiled. "You are Very loyal."
"Thank you my queen."

The way home was long but luckily not to cold. The doors where opened for us when we came and the first think I saw was my angry brother.
I thanked Carl and went up the stairs, ignoring my brother until he stopped me.

"Are you planning a suicide? Mhm? You take 500 men to a war that isn't even ours. WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! you also leave without them? you know you should not fight. EXLAIN."
I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes. I could feel the anger in my throat.
"Oh brother. 430 of those men are still alive and well. Right now they are sleeping drunk from yesterday. And me fighting with them gave them a reason to win. I was their motivation. And don't you dare to talk about 'without my permission' shit. Without me this kingdom would be isolated and dead. Don't be stupid or else... fight me brother."
He looked at me. Mouth and eyes open. When you would look at him you would be intimidated but his words have no meaning.
His shoulders dropped and a little smile formed on his lips. He talked slow and with a warm voice. "Don't call me stupid. I just... I don't know. I was worried about you and no one would be able to deal with your death." There he was. My big brother. He had never been able to be angry at me for long.
"No brother. No one would be able to deal with yours." He was the imposter one. Not me.
He embraced me into a tight hug. And there we stud. For a long time. Just being happy we have each other.