Vikings Imagines

My Princess: Prologue // Ubbe ; ON HOLD

Ubbe x OC

A/N: This is my first OC so im sorry if this kinda sucks. And this is my first planned series. When I start working on this again I'm most likely going to put this as it's own story. Also Gif is from Ravens-of-kattegat on tumblr

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Sailing, Traveling to greater places. My father King Harold, has never let me, until now. He and my uncle Halfdan were going to Kattegat for the Great Army, to go avenge King Ragnar. He had come to visit every once and a while when I was a child, we had become close and while he was here he always said I reminded him of his daughter Gyda. He had talked about his sons, Bjorn, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd and Ivar, he always had such a pride about then, but I had only met Bjorn. It hurt when father told me he died at the hands of Christians. So, my father was taking me to Kattegat, he wanted to leave me, but I wouldn't take no for an answer so finally he agreed. Uncle Halfdan has taught me to defend myself and fight ever since I was able to walk and had enough strength to hold a wooden sword. I was excited they were finally going to let me go with them. So here I am getting ready to leave for Kattegat.

"Hedda! Are you ready yet? We will be leaving shortly." I heard my father yell from the hall.

"yes father! I'm coming right now." I grab what I needed and quickly walk out of my room and towards my father, I had my sword and leather armor on. I saw my father down the hall a little way and when he turned towards me the biggest smile appeared on his face.

"Hedda. My Beautiful Hedda. How did we get here? Last I knew you were just a child running after Halfdan with your small wooden sword." He chuckles, and I can feel my face get warm.

"Father! You know I don't like talking about that." He walked towards me and pulled me into a hug, kissing the top of my head.

"Yes, I know sweetheart. But I always do, it just shows just how long you have been waiting to go with me. And look the day has come that my little girl will be there by my side." Smiling up at him, I could see the crinkles by his eyes when he smiles.

"I can't believe this day has come, but I have practiced with Uncle and prepared since I was a child. Thank you, father for letting me go, I love you." His eyes had started to water, and he pulled me to his chest tighter.

"look at this you're making me cry. People can't see me cry, I'm the king." I chuckle at him

"Father I'm sure the people of Vestfold have seen you cry before. You never seem to stop crying." I tease his and he laughed loudly drawing some attention from some of the slaves down the hall. He then got serious

"It's time to leave. So, we must go, the ship is waiting we must go." Quickly I ran down the hall and yell to my father.

"You're getting slow old man! Let's see who can make it to the boats first!" Running towards the door to the Great Hall, I could hear fast heavy footsteps behind me, then a tug on the back of my tunic making me stumble and father got ahead of me. Quickly I rush towards him, and I was quickly on his trail when I was able to pull him back. I rushed around a corner and I could see the fjord, a few more steps and I would beat him when out of the corner of my eye I could see my father and he made it there just a second before me.

"Looks like you're the one getting slow there Hedda!" He was panting and slightly sweaty, whilst I was perfectly fine.

"You may have beaten me father but looks like I'm in better shape than you." You laugh as he shakes his head. "and I think Uncle Halfdan agrees with me." I say as I could hear his laugh coming towards us.

"Brother seems like you need to start training again" I smile as Halfdan walks towards us. He stands next to me and pulls me into a hug. "Hedda how did you get him to do this?" I could see he was trying to hide a smirk.

"Well you see, I challenged him, and you know he can't say no to a challenge."

Arriving into Kattegat was amazing, it was livelier than Vestfold. So many people, kids running around, adults getting they're food at some stands. It was the first time Hedda had been to Kattegat, though she heard so much about it. As she looked she noticed a boy about her age dressed in leather and another a little younger sitting at the end of the fjord. The boat came up the side and both boys come over.

"King Harald it is great to see you" the older boy brought him into a hug then pulled away.

"Ubbe it's great to see you also, this is my daughter Princess Hedda. She will be coming with us." The boy, Ubbe, looked to Hedda, and Hedda noticed how bright and blue his eyes were, he looked just like Ragnar.

"well I'm Ubbe, Ragnar's son." He put his hand out to shake, so she grabbed it shook his hand, "this is my brother Ivar" he pointed to the left of him. She shook his hand, then Ubbe put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Let's go to the Great Hall get some drinks." They nodded and followed after Ubbe.

Walking into the great hall it looked different from home. It seemed a bit darker, and it was a little bit bigger but not my much. Harold sat down on one of the chairs, so she sat to the left of him, and a slave girl came over and filled up his and my cup. She smiled at her and the slave looked shocked but walked away.

As Hedda was not conversing she was watching everyone talk and mingle, she was always told to watch and observe the people she was Allied with, she saw Ubbe sitting with Ivar and two other boys who looked younger than Ubbe but older than Ivar. Ubbe was talking and they both seemed very interested in what he was saying and then he started scanning the crowd while he was still talking, and they had stopped at her Hazel eyes.

Ubbe

Seeing her for the first time, he couldn't stop looking at her beautiful eyes, olive skin, and brunette hair. Hedda. Her name rolled off his tongue so nice he almost just wanted to always say it. Yet here he was telling his brother Sigurd and Hvitserk of her, taking in every word that Ubbe said. Not having seen Hedda yet, Ubbe wanted him to see her beauty, so he scanned the Great Hall when his eyes met those eyes that he could stare at all day, he stopped talking. Ivar hit his arm a couple times trying to get his attention.

"Is that her? The one you were speaking off Hedda?" Sigurd asked. Ubbe just nodded not really looking away from her just smiling. He continued "She's beautiful, your words don't do her justice."

"No one could describe her beauty. But she will by My Princess. No matter what it takes."

Hedda

He wouldn't look away, so I waved at him giggling. I felt a hand on my right arm and turn to my right where my father sat.

"I can see you like him."

"I don't like Ubbe" He smirked at me.

"I didn't say his name"

"Uh-I-I Uh" Shaking his head laughing, he points over towards him with his cup.

"It's alright. He's a good guy, he's a prince, a son of Ragnar. Couldn't have picked anyone better myself."

"Father I don't like him like that. I just met him."

"I can see he likes you also. I seen the way you look at him and how he looks at you."

Looking quietly down at my hands for a few seconds, then look up at my father.

"But what if he's not good for me."

"If he loves you and makes you happy, he's is."

The next day

I walk around getting to know my surroundings. I every once and a while stop at stands and buy a loaf of bread or some fruit. I stopped at a blacksmith to see if I could use the grinder to sharpen my sword. I was there for at least an hour to make sure it was perfect, when Ubbe and another walked in and went straight to the owner. I sat there for a few minutes continuing sharpening my sword, hoping that he would just not notice me. But the gods thought otherwise.