Weaknesses Can Be Strengths (Ivar The Boneless Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I approached Heahmund from behind. He was praying soundly. He quickly notices my presence and turns around. He gets to his feet and stands tall to greet me.

"Halfrid, is it?" He asked.

"Yes,"

"In my faith, it is sinful to have a child out of wedlock."

"How do you know about that?"

"Ivar has a loose tongue when he's excited." He smirked.

"Well, we will be married... eventually." I crossed my arms and have him a stern look. "Dont you be sharing that information. I'll cut your balls off if you do."

He returned a grin. "I won't." I started towards the boats that were ready for our departure, Heahmund follows after me. "You are not like a girl I've ever seen."

"No?"

"No, you love to fight. You are stronger than you look. You surely are blessed."

"Dont try to warm up to me, I do not trust you."

He only smiled at me in response. We noticed Ivar in a boat at the dock.

"Your Grace!" Ivar mocked at Heahmund.

Heahmund angrily goes up to him. "Don't call me that. You think it's a joke, but you have no understanding of grace." He was about to walk away.

"Wait." Ivar called. Heahmund turns to him again. "I have something for you." He hand's heahmund his sword back. "This sword only works its magic for its owner. So have it. Take it, It's yours."

Heahmund does, happily. He gives it a kiss before boarding. Ivar smiles at me as I approach the boat. I still had my dress in a bag to continue my handy work.

I get on and sit on a barrel in front of him.

"This will be fun." I replied with a smirk.

"For me? Yes. For you? No." Ivar responded. I gave him a confused look. "You are not battling... in your condition."

I was going into my third month of pregnancy and my nausea was finally gone and I felt more lively. I didn't see why I couldn't fight, I wasnt showing a whole lot, I seemed to gain a few pounds, but still looked the same. I was okay to fight. I wasn't very pregnant.

I scoffed angrily at him. "Yes I am. You cannot tell me what to do!"

"Yes I can, I am your leader. I am telling you no."

"I'm not listening to you." I growled.

"I'll make you listen to me." He threatened.

I leaned closer for only him to hear. "We will fight. You cant stop us."

"Watch me."

I growled at him and refused to speak to him. I continued to work on my dress. He would give me dirty looks, but he refused to speak.

When we arrived to Kattegat, we sat up camp immediately. I loved every second of being back home. I spoke to myself as if the being in my stomach could hear me as I continued to work on the dress. It was starting to really come together.

Ivar approached me. We weren't in a very secretive location, so he kept his voice low.

"I will get a slave for us when this is over." He stated.

"So you can fuck her whenever you want?" I sneered.

He rolled his eyes at me. He sits down on a block near by. "Not all slaves are like Margrethe. They can be kind and helpful... and not just for the bedroom. She can help you keep you your dream and to stay beside me."