The Girl Who See's All (Ivar The Boneless)

Chapter One

Yuma's Pov
My back pressed against the stone wall, I held my breath my sharp eyes followed the movements of the guards, my hands pressed firmly to keep my still stone posture. This is exactly where my dream happened a few nights ago, after being slapped awake by a few Christian guards being demanded to shut up.

I now knew now was the time to act. I fluttered my eyes a few times brushing the strands of my long black hair away, watching as they were carrying a man, eyes as deep as the ocean they were. Legs tied together the cripple Viking the gods kept sending me in my visions.

Well, they weren't my gods but yet at the same time they always came to me in my dreams. Once the guards slammed the brown door shut, talking among themselves. I lifted up the many layers of my black dress slowly and hastily making my way towards the door, looking to make sure there weren't any guards.

They never locked these types of doors. They weren't meant only for special prisoners. I slowly clicked opened the door, quickly and stepped inside shutting the door behind me puffing out a breath I never realized I was holding.

I looked towards the boy my age watching his eyes shift up to look at me with confusion, he slowly pulled his legs in front of him speaking out roughly to me. "Who the hell are you?" He demanded his eyes read so much with just a single glance.

A small smile made its way across my lips, and I lightly licked the black lipstick before carefully making my way towards him and kneeled down to his view.

"I've seen you... Well, I've seen you in my dreams, you're a special one they say your gods." I whispered our eyes making contact.

He looked at me in utter surprise. "Know of me? No one knows me, I am the cripple boy." He sent me a small smirk. I stared at him before I chuckled quietly, and winced looking at the wall in a gaze feeling my eyes shift to the cloudy white color.

Slowly a vision faded in and out before I was blinking fast to regain my vision and stared at the shocked boy who stared at me his own eyes wide.

"So you're Ivar The Boneless, nice to meet you," I whispered still smiling. Ivar was blinking his own eyes fast.

"Who the hell are you." He snapped out. I once again fluttered my eyes before slowly sitting on the floor with him, sitting on the back of my thighs.

"They call me Yuma, the girl who sees all, but the better tone from the Christians is a witch, devils whore you name it," I explained with a small chuckle. "I came from a far land, and I follow where the dreams take me, so I am here."

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"Oh God the boat is rocking so much, don't let me drown, woman." My hands were effortlessly moving through the waves off the water, while the boat glided across the water with a man directing it back to where ever Ivar's home was.

I was quite shocked how easily King Ecbert was able to just let me leave with Ivar when they released only him, not his father, maybe the Heathen kingdom is just as worst, or maybe I'll be a god in the eyes of different people.

"Do not worry Ivar, your future is bright, no drowning in it as your death." I chuckled again slowly tilting my head back to feel the breeze of the ocean blowing through my hair.

"I almost drowned last week," Ivar grumbled bringing his black cloak closer to him, he stared out into the water, gulping a little. 

"That was last week young prince, your future is bright with blood," I muttered wincing watching Ivar lean over the side of the boat puking up whatever was in his stomach.

"I hope you are right, when we get to Kattegat do not speak, if anyone asks, that includes my brothers you are my personal seer and that's all. My girl who sees all." He said quietly, he cleaned his mouth with the back of his hand staring at me deeply.

"Understood Ivar." I chuckled quietly. I was so happy to be a free woman, I was free again and I had my own little Viking Prince as well. Looks like my tide is gonna be strong and full to the shore with chaos.

I made sure that my dress was tucked under me before I moved to sit next to Ivar who took his time clinging to the side of the boat, mumbling little curses here and there, before he turned his head towards me asking me quiet questions that filled his curious head.