Head over heels | Ragnar Lothbrok

Part 4

Pov Arnora

I wake up the next morning with Ragnar's arm around my waist.

It's actually quite comfortable the way we're in bed, but it doesn't make me want to stay in bed any longer than necessary.

I carefully unwrap his arm around my waist, praying he wouldn't wake up and quickly get out of bed. I let out a soft exhale, swiftly and silently grabbing my clothes and weapons. I slip into another room and get changed. Footsteps are heard in the hallway. Is Ragnar awake already? It can't be... I swallow hard and stare at the door while a high dose of adrenaline travels through my bloodstream. My hand clenches the handle of my blade tightly. All my muscles are tensed, I'm ready to launch any minute at whatever could come through the door.

The door opens, and Rollo stands in the door opening. I let out a relieved exhale.

"It's just you." I put my blade down and grab my shirt, putting it on over the tank top I was already wearing.

"Just me?" Rollo chuckles as he watches me, he'd bite his lip gently in the process.

"Yes, just you." I repeat and tie the belt with all my weapons on it around my waist.

"My brother is lucky to be married to someone like you." Rollo says as he closes the door, leaning against it with folding arms.

"Is he now?" I ask and turn around. "Why'd you close the door? I still have to go through it."

"I still want something from you, that only you can give." Rollo smirks a bit after he spoke.

"Don't get anything silly in your head. We both know I can't do shite for you." I place my hand on the handle of my dagger, hoping it sends him a clear enough message that he shouldn't mess with me.

Rollo just continues to smirk and walks over to me. He roughly grabs me and pins me down on the table after he turned me around, my dagger fell on the ground as soon as he grabbed me.

"Rollo you jerk!" I exclaim as I feel him try to undo my leather pants, I rip my hand free, grabbing my small knife before turning around and slashing Rollo in his face. Rollo stumbles back, blood flowing out of the large cut on his face. I fix my pants and grab my dagger from the ground, running out of the room and outside.

Once I'm outside I breathe heavily.

"Jerk." I mutter to myself, braiding the hair on the sides of my head in small braids as I usually do and run into the forest when I get the feeling that Rollo will be going after me soon. Once I'm deep into the forest, I inhale deeply, starting to feel one with the nature again. That hasn't happened since I arrived here.

"You alright?" Yørgen asks as he walks over.

"Yeah I'm fine.." I say as I cut into the bark of a tree.

"What happened?" He asks, referring to my messy clothes.

"It's Rollo. He tried to force himself onto me." I say, looking at Yørgen who'd get an angry look on his face.

"He always does that, it's so incredibly annoying. You should tell my father." Yørgen turns around to go to Ragnar but I grab his arm and pull him back.

"You're not going to tell your father.  I left my mark on your uncle, he should leave me alone now. If he doesn't, he'll become an eunuch." I tell Yørgen, wanting to avoid Ragnar knowing what happened as I didn't want to cause a huge fight between them.

"But he deserves to know!" Yørgen protests.

"No, don't make me cut you so you can't walk." I warn him, Yørgen swallowing hard before nodding.

"Can I stay with you though?"

"I guess so, but I'm going on a hunt so stay close."

"I can hunt.."

"We'll see about that junior."