Ragnar hadn't even commented on Ivar when he killed his ex wife, Lageitha.
She had been possessive and controlling and Ragnar thought about hiring some viking to kill her but ivar beat him to it.
A few months after the death of Lageitha, Bjorn had returned but he wasn't alone.
He was with a younger women, she had a strong figure, he could see the tattoos that covered her arms through her white top.
She wore plain brown pants and looked like a regular farmer if it wasn't for the shield and sword she had Ragnar wouldn't have thought of her as a shield maiden.
"Who is this?", Ragnar askes.
His eyes stared at (Y/n) taking in her figure, he licked his bottom lip and had to fight the groan wanting to escape his throat.
"My apprentice.", bjorn replied before walking off (y/n) following after.
It had only been a few weeks since the arrival of (y/n) and bjorn and Ragnar found himself obsessed with her already.
From the way her (e/c) eyes glared at his every move when he got to close to her, to the way she stabbed her knife in between them when he sat to close.
He believe she was playing hard to get.
Every women wanted Ragnar and every man wanted to be him, maybe she was playing a game with him.
"Why must you toy with me?", Ragnar says while leaning against the door of hers and Bjorn room.
Bjorn has taken up residence in on of the guest rooms in the main hall with her, not wanting her to be alone.
(Y/n) who was sharping her knife barely even looked at Ragnar.
"I'm not doing no such thing.", (y/n) says.
Ragnar moves closer towards her, his hands on her shoulders now.
(Y/n) tensed up after.
"Oh but you are.", he replies.
"Your doing it now, with your -", Ragnar is cut off by the knife of hers being pressed up against his throat.
"Listen clear and listen closely. I will never love you, I do not have feelings for you. This little game of cat and mouse your playing is one sided, your a foolish man to think I would love you and I would be a foolish women to ever love you.", (y/n) hisses out before kicking Ragnar out of his room.
As Ragnar leaves down the hall he passes by Bjorn he barley spares his father so much as a glance.
"I will always love you my dear (y/n), and I will get you one way or another.", Ragnar whispers to himself.
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