Imagine ivar seeing you for the first time at a kattegat market.
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Today was a beautiful day in Kattegat. The sky was clear of any dull clouds, and the streets were flooded with people buying the daily needs.
Whilst the day went on, Ivar, or as some say Ivar the boneless, sat watching the world go by, half invested into the conversation that his brothers were having.
This however changed when he spotted something he could truely describe as beautiful.
It was a girl, who looked as though she was a commoner, due to the fact that her clothes looked plain and lifeless, compared to his more expensive attire.
Her long dark, fawn coloured hair was not like the usual wavy blonde hair, that most girls possessed in Kattegat. It was also much straighter and instead of braids, it was pulled back at the sides almost like a tiara of her own hair.
The longer Ivar started, the more enchanted he felt by her beauty. He was quickly snapped out of his gaze when he heard the snickers of his older brothers from behind. He reluctantly turned around to face his grinning brothers.
"Has something caught your eye brother?" Ubbe, Ivar's oldest brother asked looking to Sigurd and Hvisterk as he spoke. "No." Ivar gruffly spoke, not wanting his brothers to try anything. "Whatever you say Ivar" Hvisterk said smiling suspiciously.
Ivar stayed facing his brothers, 'listening' to their conversation to distract himself from the gorgeous girl. As they were chatting though, Hvisterk grinned at Ubbe and Sigurd before purposely standing up, bumping the table, and knocking Ivar's cup off.
"Excuse me, could you please pick that up" he spoke to someone standing behind Ivar. Out of curiosity, Ivar turned around, and coughed when he saw that it was the beautiful girl who was picking up his cup.
"Here you go." She spoke, handing the cup to Ivar. Her voice sounded so pure and innocent, it made Ivar all the more curious about the girl.
"Thank you." Ivar said as confidently as he could and she smiled in response. "What is your name." He blurted our, in an almost demanding tone just as she was about to walk off.
"My name is Brenda." She spoke calmly, smiling at all the boys. "Brenda means sword, so does that mean you are a sword maiden?" Ivar asked tilting his head, and looking her head to toe. "I wish my life was that exiting, but no." She said laughing nervously.
"I am Ivar." He said holding his hand out for her to shake which she accepted. "I know." She said quietly looking down at her feet. He didn't even notice that he had been shaking her hand for a little to long until she slightly tugged her hand and said goodbye.
"See,it is not that hard brother." Ubbe said smirking at his brother. "Although, next time maybe don't freak her out by holding her hand for to long." Sigurd said making the other to brothers laugh along with him.
"Shut up." Ivar said, his lips forming a slight smile.
