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...
I sit with a needle in one hand and a white silk cloth in the other as I closely examine it's finest texture
"You need some fresh air, you have borrowed like a rabbit" Torvi says as she sits by my side on a chair which is faced in opposite direction, the un-lady like way
"I know, I just need to stitch it and then it's done" I say as I start sewing
Since my fallout with Ivar I have sworn to wear only white, it's just one of decision that came to me in the middle of night when an angelic voice whispered in my ears that from now on all I have to wear is white.
"Sadness doesn't suit your face, look at your beauty. It's Ivar's loss" Astrid says as she stands beside me with her arms folded and her boots tapping on the floor
"Beauty means nothing to me" I say as I sigh remembering all time times I have been called beautiful but never intelligent or courageous
"Okay, only because you are insisting so much. I don't mind a walk in the castle garden" I say as I wink at Astrid and Torvi
A smile encapsulates their whole face, I wonder when I will get my smile back
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I see her, the angelic her. Walking in the garden with Torvi and Astrid. Those eyes which once were bright are now jaded, she rarely smiles but still her beauty is breathtaking
"I will just return" I say to hvitserk as I wave bye to him and start to walk towards Nova
"Brother, be careful. She belongs to Ivar" Hvitserk keeps one hand on my shoulder
"She cannot be owned, I fear" I and Hvitserk look at Nova who walks in the garden with ethereal grace
"Be careful, that's all I am saying" Hvitserk warns
I push his arm away and walk towards Nova, absentmindedly
"Bjorn Ironside! Good to see you" I address the mighty warrior as he charismatically walks towards me while smiling from ear to ear
His blonde long braid glitters in the sun and his eyes sparkle as he makes his way to me
"Nova! what a surprise" Bjorn exclaims, "What are you doing here?"
"Umm, just walking and catching someone sunlight. Want to join me for a walk?" I say
"I would love to" Bjorn smiles
Somehow Bjorn Ironside feels like a sane brother amongst Ivar who is ever changing, Hvitserk who is aloof and Ubbe with whom I never really had much of an interaction with.
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Bjorn comes with sunshine and rainbows whereas Ivar comes with thunder and storms
"I have heard you are a mighty warrior and an avid traveller" I say as Bjorn raises his eyebrow
"Is that what they say?" Bjorn replies lightheartedly
As I laugh, I notice the phlegmatic yet stern personality of Bjorn. As if he welcomes you into his world but only let's you see a part of him
"Tell me your stories, of the lands far away" I ask as being a sucker for narratives and tales it fascinates me
"Well, women are quite beautiful in the down south. Their skin olives and eyes brown like yours" Bjorn says dreamingly
"True, that's what I have read. But are they kind? What language do they speak?" I ask Bjorn with a streak of enthusiasm
"Well, they are most beautiful women and they call their gods Allah, Yes, they see quite kind" Bjorn replies
"Fascinating" I say as I imagine the women with olive skins and brown eyes, I want to meet them and hear their stories about how they see life or god
"But not more beautiful than french women" Bjorn smirks as he looks at me
"Every woman is beautiful, it just takes the right man to see it" I reply
"So you are not only beautiful but also wise" Bjorn says and his words glaze over my heart. He said what I longed to hear for so long. The blood in my veins becomes warm as my lungs fill with fresh air
"No one has ever said that before, Thank you" I blush
"So you tell me no one has ever called you intelligent, wise or witty" Bjorn asks curiously
"Never" I reply
And there is a moment of silence between us as we walk, just walk in the woods. Alone, drifting away from the woods
"Teach me to be warrior like you" I stop and look him in the eyes, his handsomeness is unreal
"When do we start?" Bjorn smiles as his eyes glitter
"NOVA! MEDUSA IS SEARCHING FOR YOU!" Torvi screeches as I turn back, her voice echoes in the woods
I forgot how much time has passed while walking around with Bjorn, it is almost time for sunset.
"Maybe tomorrow? Have you seen Ivar?" I ask hurriedly
"He has gone for a week long trip to meet an ally" Bjorn says as his eyes beg me to stay
"Okay. I will see you tomorrow then" I exclaim as I lift my dress up a little
and
run back to the castle
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