Vikings imagines

Ubbe - Fight For Me

I haven't written for Ubbe in a while so I thought I'd try to get something out today! Also there will be a small note at the end of this.

Enjoy my loves!

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"Ubbe." You weakly called out as you heard the door opening, a small amount of light making itself present in the dark room. No one responded and instead you heard a grunt as someone was shoved to the floor and another pair of feet exited the room and closed the door, locking it.

"Ubbe?" Your dry throat scratches out this time, you try to crawl towards the body but your chains connected between your wrists restrict you, along with the single chain around your ankle that was connected to the wall.

Still you slowly move to the body and place your dirty covered and bloody hands on the man's chest, you blindly pat up his body and reach his face.

A beard is the first thing you feel and as you keep moving your fingers around you feel a cloth around his mouth. You slowly untie it and pull it off and the man coughs.

"My love." Ubbes voice rings out, echoing off the damp walls of your underground cell. His hands appear to also be chained together much like yours, though he was in much worse shape than you.

"We'll be okay, Bjorn and Hvitserk will come get us. I promise. I won't let them touch you." Ubbe reassures you as he reaches his hands up and cups your face. You just weakly smile and push your head into his hands, enjoying his touch as it was the only warm thing in the room.

Both of you stay like this for a moment before Ubbe sits himself up and both of you crawl over to the wall where your leg was chained up. You lean your head on his shoulder and take his hand in yours. Ubbe muttered a few things under his breath, praying you believed but you were too weak to ask to whom.

Not long after the door opens again and three men walk in, two have weapons and one looks to have a key on him.

"Grab the man, Frode, help me with the woman." He grunts and you watch as the two men walk up to you. Frode holds your arms together while the man with the key unlocks the chain around your ankle.

You look over at Ubbe who is pulled to his feet roughly and soon the same is done to you. Frode gets behind you and presses the tip of his sword into your back, the third man does the same to Ubbe as they lead you out of the room and into a lowly lit hallway.

After around 5 minutes of walking your brought to the main hall of the building where Ubbes brother sits on his throne, a smirk plastered onto his devilish face.

"Brother, glad to see you are doing well." Ivar smirks as both of you have the back of your knees hit and are forced to rest on your shins.

Ubbe says nothing in response and Ivar dramatically sighs to that. "You know, ignoring me will not do you any good Ubbe. I would watch how you act towards me." Ivar hisses and slowly rises from his seat, using his crutches to make his way to the both of you.

He makes his way over to you first and grabs your chin roughly, making you look up at him. He narrows his eyes a little and then smirks before he looks over at Ubbe.

"How much did you pay for this one brother? Or was she a slave?" Ivar asks, not really interested in a response, just to annoy Ubbe.

"Where she came from is no concern to you," Ubbe spits at his younger brother harshly, "unlike you I don't need to buy people to earn their affection. She loves me already." He finishes and Ivar chuckles.

"Well that is good to know brother, I'll kill you first so she can watch her love die. Then I'll decide what to do with her. Maybe she'll be a slave or some other man's whore." Ivar smirks and looks at one of the men behind both of you.