"You're going to have to be faster than that, (Y/N)!" Lagertha growls at you with eyes ablaze. "Pick up your feet, come on!"
You growl back at her as you stalled her strike against your sword. Your sword slightly shivered under the viciousness of her surprisingly compelling strength.
As you sparred with one another, you hadn't noticed that you had taken the attention of the youngest son of Ragnar Lothbrok.
Ivar watched your impressive tactics and movements against the famous sheildmaiden. Although you were still being trained, he knew you would be adept in battles.
"Has the fearsome and ruthless Ivar, perhaps, fallen in love?" Ubbe questioned as he came to stand beside his little brother.
Ivar offered Ubbe a smirk then looked back to you. "I think she will be of great use in battles, Ubbe. I am sure of it."
Ubbe genuinely smiled and turned to watch you spar with Lagertha.
"And yes, perhaps, a little bit." Ivar replied to his brother's question, not wanting to fully admit that he was intimidated by your beautiful presence in Kattegat.
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