Nova's POV
He enters the dim room and stops
I shut my eyes close, pretending to be deep in sleep
I can feel him removing his armour and putting down his swords as the metals clink
I hear his sighs, his groans and his hurried pace around the room as he unwinds
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Ivar's POV
These metals around my body makes my biceps sore
I pull out a stool and sit on it while I remove my muddy boots
"Fuck..." is what I keep saying to myself
The rain has stopped and the moon has appeared
Damn I hate the English weather the same way I hate the English people.
I see her body in the moonlight, perfectly sculpted by her sculptor
"Oww!" I say as my eyebrow bleeds but it's last of my concern
"Should have buried him alive there, piece of shit" I mutter to my self
I look at her again as I remove my mud ridden clothes , how flawlessly she is pretending to be asleep.
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Nova's POV
He groans a little and all I want to do is ask him what is hurting him?
But I don't, as I squeeze my eyes shut
Scared to even breathe
He climbs in the bed and says something in norse language and lies down
Him and I, only inches away from each other on the bed
But miles away emotionally...
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Ivar's POV
My eyebrow hurts
My jaw hurts
And
My heart hurts
I turn a little towards her as I see her
Her body rises and falls with every breath that she takes
Her brown locks falling so perfectly on the bed and that dress
Damn that black lace dress, makes me want to tear it apart with my teeth.
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The Virtue
Historical FictionCan love really transform you into Better or worse? {Worth binge reading} Will Ivar, the ruthless handsome Viking fall in love with Nova, a French princess who is polar opposite to him? A historical fiction based on the year of 1000 AD, this story...