Eyes of Fire

⛓Queen of Kattegat⛓

*WARNING: Mature content ahead, proceed at own risk*
[Contains: Size Difference, Hair Pulling, Vaginal Fingering, Biting, Brat, Vaginal Sex, Cock Riding, Marking, Praise Kink, Scratching, D/S]

  Margrethe had calmed down by now and was quietly talking with Hvitserk on the other side of the table. King Harald sat to my right as I sat on the edge of the bench and was leaning over the table while biting into a chicken leg. It was loud in the hall like usual while instruments played, and I grabbed a pitcher of mead to refill my cup.

  Taking a drink, I sighed, and the carved horn thunked against the wooden table.

  "You gonna eat that?" I questioned while reaching over to Hvitserk's plate. He smacked my hand away like a mother would a child before giving me a look.

  "Eat your own food, Hel."

  "I am. And yours, if you aren't careful." I laughed before turning to the throne when Ivar stood and raised his voice.

  "My people! My dear people!" The hall went quiet as the music died, and the blue-eyed man had a hand on his chest as he was smiling. 'What in Odin's name is he about to announce?' I thought while bringing my cup to my lips to take another drink. "I have chosen this woman to be my new wife."

  I spit out my drink to keep from choking, spraying Hvitserk and Margarethe with mead as my eyes went wide, and I turned to Ivar to see him looking right at me.

  "As you must know, her name is Hel, and soon you will all know her as your new Queen of Kattegat!" The room erupted into cheers and banging, but I was silent as my face grew hot.

  "I'm....surprised, and yet I'm also not." Hvitserk said while wiping the mead off of his face.

  "I actually didn't know about this until now." I stated and tore my eyes away from Ivar as he saw my face reddening.

  "This is all about the kingship. He takes a wife, produces an heir, and then, in his eyes, Kattegat is his forever." Harald spoke lowly before taking a drink.

  "A good plan. Except for one thing."

  "What thing?" Harald questioned, and Hvitserk waved his hand while lowering his head. Margrethe leaned over to answer instead.

  "He can't produce children." She grinned while raising her eyebrows. "He is....boneless." Harald looked at the two of them from across the table, and Margrethe began to laugh as Hvitserk rose his eyebrows. Clearing my throat, I rose my cup to sort of hide my face behind it.

  "Actually....not so much."

  "What?" I could feel their eyes on me now, and I took a large drink of mead before speaking again.

  "Ivar isn't as incapable as you made everyone think, Margrethe."

  "No, I know he can't. I've seen for myself-"

  "Hel, have you...." Hvitserk trailed off while quirking up a brow at me. I didn't answer, and he began to laugh before hitting my shoulder. "What did you do? He tried with Margrethe, and nothing happened. Maybe you really are blessed by the gods." I pushed Hvitserk back as he was still laughing, but Margrethe looked bewildered.

  "I didn't do anything- Well, I obviously did something, but it's not what you think." I scoffed. "We were just....doing stuff, and then suddenly...." I trailed off before gesturing with my hand.

  "That's impossible." Margrethe placed her hand on the table.

  "That's what we thought at first too, so we didn't really try to go there. However, whatever went wrong between you and Ivar didn't this time and....yeah." I chuckled.