Hedwig is a young Völva, the Seer of Kattegat who teaches her how to understand her gift. But what she didn't expect would be that she must guide Ivar The Boneless

He first met her when she was a wisp of a thing. Tiny and frail and weak yet she drew his attention. They were but children back then, but Ivar had already decided their fates were to be intertwined. She would be his, and his alone. _________________________________________ "No one but my mother and you have ever loved me so much. No one but you could look at a cripple and want them as a lover. The Gods must have made you just for me, you are mine." "The Gods, eh?" She quirked a slim, straight brow at him. "Yes, for I have always known that we were meant to be together." He gave her a wide smile. "I agree." The mischievous voice of Floki spoke up as he entered the forge, "You remind me of Helga." "Devoted and caring?" She asked curiously. "Foolish enough to fall in love with a fool." He snickered as he ruffled Ivar's hair.

"I see you and Ubbe are getting rather close" "That's none of your concern Ivar" Tyra said resting her head against the tree. "You will always be my concern and my brother is far from worthy of you" Ivar smirked leaning on the hilt of his sword. "Then who is ?" "That is for you to decided" Tyra since birth has been blessed by the gods. Her beauty, healing power and wisdom beyond her years, will take her far outside the walls of Kattgrat. The independent, strong-willed woman hasn't really consider the thought of marriage but will a son of Ragnar change her mind. Cover was done by @ElenaFraus

Halfrid was different, maybe that's why she got along with Ivar The Boneless. She couldn't feel fear, making her family having to protect her from harm, but they can't protect her forever.

When Torhild returns home after a two year long training as shieldmaiden she finds out that everything is changed. Not only is her mother queen of Kattegat, also the whole village growed. Some friends are dead, others not around. But their are always Ragnarsons and especially Ivar needs some extra attention, what only brings them both more together.

"Bad move," he murmured between his teeth. Ivar was ready to kill her. He was slowly reaching out for his knife which was behind his belt. The girl made an unexpected move. She stretched out her hand and threw away the axe as far as she could. She passed out right after.