Can 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...
"A moment Torvi?" he gestures Torvi to leave the room as he enters my chamber
Torvi nods, then smiles at me and leaves my chamber
I start shivering as Ivar steps closer to me
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(IVAR)
I start shaking like a tree in autum wind, my eyes start to get teary and my blood in my veins become warm
"Shhhhh It's okay, I won't harm you" he says while placing the piece of cake on my vanity and standing next to me, I shiver and look at myself in the mirror to try and avoid any eye contact
"I got you piece of cake.... I mean your birthday cake" he says and tilts his face to look into my eyes but I ignore
I just feel so numb.
"Your lip is bleeding" he says and reaches his finger to touch my lip but I turn my face away, my heart rate quickens
He retreats his hand and gives out a smile and says "Should I take it as a protest from your side?"
I am silent
"You ate anything?" he asks with concern
I am silent
"I never wanted any of this to happen, but it had to happen. You might just want to make peace with it" he says with anger
And she looks at me, with those big brown eyes which I have never seen before. Her eyes are teary and beautiful at the same time. I know she is breaking on the inside but is trying so hard to be courageous. She has the most beautifully kind eyes I have ever seen, like my mother's
"I want you gone" She says and her voice is soft and strong at the same time, "Leave me be" she says after a pause and looks at herself in the mirror. She is quite annoying, I let go of my ego to bring her a stupid piece of cake and she won't even acknowledge it
What a Bitch, I think to myself
"Okay" I try to calm myself down and not kill her, I turn to make an exit but I take one last look at her
She throws the cake on the floor and starts sobbing
I have better things to do than wipe her tears and I leave, I have a meeting with my brothers
Torvi is standing outside the door
"Sorry I couldn't help but overhear" Torvi says while biting her lip
"It's alright, there wasn't any conversation to hear at all" I scoff, "she is being a bitch" I say
"Ivarrrrrrrr!!" Torvi's eyes become 10 times bigger, "You cannot talk like that about her, we took everything away from her today, have some sympathy" she lightly punches my arm and I laugh
"Okay, Okay. I don't care about her" I say, "Her happiness or sadness is of no use to me" I start walking in the lobby and Torvi follows me
"But she will try and escape" I smirk at Torvi
"You can't be sure" Torvi says with concern
"Oh I am sure as anything, I want you to keep close eye on her. 5 men around the clock are to guard her chamber" I say and stop "She is not supposed to leave her chamber till I order"
"But Ivar..." Torvi opens her mouth to speak but I interrupt
"You do as I say" I say
"Anyways a God like me has better things to do than worry about a pretty princess in distress" I laugh and Torvi smiles
"I trust you with her" I say as Torvi nods and smiles as I make my way to the war room where Hvitserk and Ubbe are waiting foe me.
