"Shut your mouth!" Ivar practically growls as his brothers all hold back laughs. They had been teasing him all day and his patience was wearing thin by this point.
It was only mid day yet Ivar felt like he could murder everyone in the room.
"Come Ivar, it's just a joke." Ubbe smiles warmly as he downs yet another drink and pats Ivar's back.
Ivar quickly glanced down at his axe that rest upon the table, the thought crossing his mind. He wanted to so bad but knew he shouldn't.
"He can't help that he has a short temper, when a man lacks down there, he is always angry." Sigurd laughs and his other brothers join in. The room fills with laughter and Ivar grips the table edge so hard his knuckles turn white.
"The cripple who can't even please his wife! I could do it for you if you wanted." Sigurd laughs once more and Ubbe practically spits his drink out.
"Sure she would love some of me." Sigurd continues not knowing the hole he was digging himself into.
It was one thing to make fun of Ivar, but to bring you into it was enough to make him murder a city of people. He loved you with every part of his body and soul, no matter what people said.
"Don't you bring her into this." Ivar growls, looking down at his clenched hands, causing Sigurd to laugh.
None of his other brothers join in now.
"All upset because you know she would leave you in an instant if I offered and I don-" Sigurd starts but before he can even finish Ivar yells in a blinding rage. Lashing out and throwing his axe straight into Sigurd's chest.
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"Ivar!" Hvitserk yells as he watches Sigurd drop his cup and fall to the floor.
Ivar sits there in shock, what had he done. He hides his shock with anger, once again though.
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He immediately stands up, with the help of his braces, and moves from the dinning hall and through the city.
He makes his way to the small farmhouse where you liked to spend your time. Tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
He opens the door to see you feeding a few of the animals, it practically takes his breath away.
He believed to be the luckiest man alive because you decided to be with him. You were crafted from the gods and there was no mistake made on you in his eyes. He spoiled you in every way possible, giving you everything you asked for.
"Ivar, why are you here, I thought you were talking with your brothers- Ivar?" You turn to look at him.
His eyes were watering and he looked as if he could collapse. He looked up at you and a tear fell from his eye as he grips his leg.
You run over to him and hug him and he practically collapsed in your arms. You slowly move you both down so you're sitting and his head is on your shoulder.
"I did it...I killed Sigurd...I didn't mean to I promise. I- He just-." Ivar starts and you shush him.
"It's okay Ivar, I mean...it'll be fine my love don't worry. I'm with you through all of this." You brush his hair back and he looks up at you confused.
"I'm a monster...and you still will love me?" He asked shocks and you smile a little as you take his head in your hands, wiping away a few tears.
"You doubt my love for you?" You laugh a little and place a kiss on his lips before hugging him again.
"He told me you would leave me in an instant if he asked for your hand...they were all teasing me all day and I just snapped." Ivar breathes out choking back on a few tears.
"I would never Ivar. We must head back though, you cannot hide forever with me. You need to face your actions and let this help build you up." You speak calmly and he just holds onto you tighter.
"You are the love of my life, the gods sent you to me and yet after all I've done you still see me as just your husband. Not a cripple, not a criminal and not a killer. You always know what's best even if I do not wish to believe so." Ivar chimes to you as he backs away a little and stares at you as you stand up.
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You help him up and give him a final hug before you walk out of the small farmhouse together.
"They were wrong to tease you my love but it is simply brotherly love."
