Head over heels | Ragnar Lothbrok

Part 5

Pov Arnora

I get up and kill the fire with some sand so there's barely any trace I've been here.

Yørgen gets up as well, grabbing his knife from his sheath.

"Stay quiet, as long as you don't do anything silly and stay quiet we'll be successful." I tell him and head deeper into the forest with Yørgen trailing behind me.

Suddenly there's yelling and shouting coming from everywhere around us. I pull Yørgen close and hold him next go me with my sword drawn.

Earl Borg appears out of the woods with his men. All armed to the teeth with shields, knives, swords and battle axes.

"Well well.. Look who we have here." Earl Borg says in amusement as he walks closer. I clench the handle of my sword even tighter.

"I'll have to warn you that I'm lethal, Earl Borg." I spat at he chuckles lowly with a slightly rumbling voice.

"Do you really think, little girl, you can hurt someone like me?"

"I know so." I softly growl, causing Earl Borg to laugh softly.

"Take the kid." He says, his men roughly pulling Yørgen away from me and hold him in a head lock.

"Let go of him!" I let out a soft squeal when I suddenly get grabbed from behind, my hair gets pulled by a strong hand and an arm wraps itself around my throat.

Earl Borg walks over to me, placing the tip of his knife on my jaw.

"You better be careful with how to speak to someone like me, little girl." He says as he presses the tip more against my jaw, I kick him in the balls, and give him an uppercut after. My hand reaches for the battle axe of the man that holds me and I rip open his abdomen with the sharp edge of the blade. Once I'm free from his grip, I hook the spike from the battle axe on the leg of the man holding Yørgen, smashing the edge of the blade in between his eyes.

"Yørgen run!" I yell at him, Yørgen immediately sprinting off and I run after him.

Once we're back at the village I pull Yørgen close to check him for any possible injuries.

"Are you alright?" I ask him as I pull his chin gently up to check his neck.

"Yeah I'm fine. Are you?" Yørgen asks and I nod a bit.

I bite my lip gently when I feel a burning sensation on my shoulder.

"You're bleeding!" Yørgen exclaims when he sees my heavily bleeding shoulder.

At that moment Ragnar rushes over.

"You alright?" He asks out of breath as he looks worried at my bloody face and back.

"Yeah.. Im fine.." I say a bit confused and Ragnar takes me inside, Rollo's eyes following when Ragnar and I pass him.

"Take your shirt off." Ragnar says once we're in the bedroom, dipping a cloth in water. I unbuckle the armoured plates on my back and chest, putting them down on a table next to me before taking my shirt slowly off, groaning softly when my shoulder hurts more than I thought it would.

Ragnar walks over and presses the cloth on the gash. I whimper quietly and hold onto the table.

"How bad is it?" I asks, swallowing softly.

"Pretty bad.." Ragnar sighs and cleans the cloth from the blood in the water before pressing it again on the gash.

"Think you can close it?" I look at him after he placed a soft kiss on my shoulder.

"I hope I can, the blade has to be hot enough." I can feel his fingers trail the scars on my back. Scars that I got during raids previous raids.

"I've never thought you'd be this damaged..." Ragnar mumbles softly, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist.

His strong arms pull me closer and his lips start to explore my neck.

"You sure you don't want to close up the wound?" I bite my lip while asking, he's turning me on incredibly much. Fuck he can be so romantic.

"You sure you want me to close it or would you like to continue what we're having now?" Ragnar purrs, kissing my cheek softly as he lowers his hands to just above my pants.