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

Son & father

P.o.v Ivar
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" I yelled at the old, stupid, fat man. When he didn't answer me, my anger grew. "I TOLD YOU SPECIFICALLY TO GET ME ONE OF THE CHRISTIANS, TO TALK. and what do I get? an EXCUSE!" I hit my hand on the table, the pain going right through me. "I'm sorry King Ivar." He apologized. I looked at him.
His gray beard showing his age and the tired eyes reminded me of my own. I wanted to kill him but I couldn't. I wouldn't be able to.
"Go." I commanded. He did as he was told and left me after a few seconds alone in an empty, cold room. I was alone. Lonely. Again.
I hit the table again and again and again. Letting all my memories rush through me with pain. I started screaming.

"WHAT?" I yelled when the door opened, everybody knew to leave me alone when I was angry. "Far?" I heard a little boy voice whisper. I turned around and there my own flesh and blood stood. He came over to me and I took him up in my arms. "I ran away from Vanessa." He giggled. "I have noticed. We can't have her find you, can we?" He started giggling more and shaking his head. "Let's Go behind the curtain." I suggested.
We went to the curtain, sitting down, Johann still in my arms.
After a moment of silence he started touching my 3 day beard. "What is it son?" I asked in a whisper. "Mommy said I gotta care of you for her." He answered me, pulling my hair back.
My heart stopped for a moment.
"Did she?" I tried to sound careless. He nodded. "What else did she say?" I asked him. "You need more me than I you." He said.
We were interrupted by Vanessa, saying "Johann are you in here?"
He started laughing and we could hear her walking over to us. When she looked behind the curtain and saw me, she was first shocked but then bowed with a smile on her lips.

P.o.v Lilith
The streets where quiet when I arrived. I noticed a few heads looking out the window. They ignored me. Or rather didn't know who I was. I removed my hood. I was walking and had left my horse with water and food at the bakery.
A little girl suddenly came running towards me. I stopped walking and looked at her, how she came towards me and when she arrived, she embraced me in a hug.
I went down to her level, both confused and happy. "You finally came back." She whispered in my ear. I knew her. She was a farmers daughter and her mother made the softest socks.
"Why is everyone so quiet?" I asked her, wanting to know what has happened here,
"They scared." She pointed towards the castle.
And there I saw it. 8 heads, hanging on sticks. I became full of terror and anger.
"What did they do?" I asked her. I had also executed 4 men but that was because they murdered someone and one tried to kill me but I never showed them like this to the public and I also tried to help the family afterwards.
"They talked about you. They said 'he can't rule. He killed the queen.' They thought you were dead. Everybody thought that. They maybe think you are a ghost and that's why they hide." She answered quietly so nobody could hear her besides me.
"Is this my brothers work." I asked the little girl who still held my hand. She nodded.
How could my brother do such a thing? Who did he think he was?

This has to stop.