y/n let herself shed a few tears before getting out of her bed. She walked quietly out of the room, careful not to disturb the five girls in her tent. Her bare feet made the ground beneath crunch ever so often, but nobody woke to it.
She could still hear the shouts and music from the main tent, where the vikings who had come back from their raid celebrated. Apparently the Ragnarsson's were there too.
Better not be caught by any drunk solider tonight, y/n mused as she headed for the docks.
By the water, surrounded by the wind and the soften noise of the party, y/n let herself be lost in her thoughts.
Although it has been some time since she arrived, it was still so bizarre that she was here. In a world that was not her own. Her mind kept going back to the time where she thought all of this was fiction, back to a time when she wasn't a slave or fighting for her survival.
She supposed her stay would have been more pleasant if she didn't look so different than the rest of these people in Kattegat village. She was more rounder than any of the woman, and more soft. Her skin was slightly darker and there was that odd look on her face that screamed "NOT FROM HERE".
But y/n had gotten over that sometime ago, the fact that she was different. But what hasn't changed was how her heart beated wildly in her chest whenever she saw the youngest Prince.
Ivar. Ivar the Boneless.
More like Ivar I'd like to Bone, is what she used to say when she was still in her world.
Gods, she giggled. If she says that here around the Prince, he would surely end her.
y/n looked up to the sky and smiled at the stars, sending out a short prayer for safety.
It felt good to laugh every once in a while.
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With The Stars As Our Witnesses
Fanfiction"Come back, stay!" "I do not belong here Ivar!" "Yes you do! You belong here, with me!"
