Maddend Heart ~Ivar The Boneless~

Chapter 8// Saving you

I slowly wake up, confused where I am. My body is draped with furs and blankets which pull me down into the soft cushions and make me want to fall asleep again.

I still wake up considering that the kindness of Ivar could be temporary and that I could always lose my higher position. I look over my shoulder to realise that Selene is already gone. I swing my legs out of the fluffy cloud and start to put on my coat.

I walk towards Ivars chambers when I hear a slight giggle. Confused I push the heavy door to his chambers to find Selene in there. She was kneeling in front of him while he was giggling like a little girl.

This sight hit me like a big punch in my abdomen.  As Ivar notices me his grin only fades for a second before it is bright again. What the fuck is happening? Why would they do this to me? But what are they even doing ?

"Good morning prince." I announce bitter trying to substain my smile.
Was this jealousy I'm feeling? Because honestly I didn't even know why I would feel this?

"Good morning Helena."
he says happily nodding towards me.

"Helena?"
I ask pulling my eyebrows slightly up. Something in me jumped whenever he said the name my Father always used.

Trying not to look at Selene was a challenge but seeing what she had been doing between his legs was something I wasn't eager to discover.
I walked towards his dirty clothes picking them up and laying them into the basket.

"I was just helping the prince with his legs." Selene mumbled happily smiling at Ivar.

"I thought that you could need a little help making sure the prince got everything he needs." she says in her really terrible norse.

"Oh I'm sure you did." I answer in Greek not bothering to look at her.

"I like your language. It sounds passionate. But as long as I don't understand it, I want you to speak in norse." Ivar says stretching out his long arms.

I only now notice that he is not wearing a shirt which makes my eyes widen. I knew that he had to have a lot of strength in his arms to carry himself like that but for some reason I didn't think that he would be hiding the body of a god under his clothes.
I slightly flush under this sight hoping he wouldn't notice.

"Of course prince Ivar." I reply with a fake grin.

Annoyance in his look, he wants to reply but Selene cuts him short.

"I could teach you my prince."

"About the language?" he asks raising his brows. She stands up to take the empty Jar of water.

"About everything you want me to."
she says seductively. Does she even notice that I'm still in the goddamn room?

"What about the gods of you ?"

"The old ones? Oh I wasn't raised in their faith, therefore I don't know a lot about them but I could-"

"What about you?"
he interrupts her looking at me.

"Do you know your gods?"

"I do." I answer while picking up the basket.