Head over heels | Ragnar Lothbrok

Part 6

Pov Arnora

"Yes... Im sure..." I breathe out in a very, very slight moan.

At the exact moment Ragnar would want to make a next move, the door opens and Floki walks in.

Ragnar inhaling sharply, keeping me close while looking at Floki.

"Ragnar, the boats have returned with ransom for the raid."

"Raid?" I ask curiously as I look at Ragnar. "Take me with you. I want to go with you."

Ragnar sighs "No. I want you to stay here and be safe."

"Safe? You know I can handle myself." I pull myself roughly away from Ragnar

"If you're gonna be like this, I'll find a way on that boat no matter what. And you won't be able to stop me."

"Talk to the Seer?" Floki proposes.
"He'll tell you whether it's good or bad for Arnora to go with you."

"Fine. I'll go talk to the Seer." Ragnar sighs and leaves the room, I grab my shirt and put it back on again as Floki didn't have to see my bare upper body.

Pov Ragnar

I walk to the Seer's hut, not liking the idea of Arnora coming with me at all.

After the usual 'ritual' I sit down in front of the Seer.

"Tell me Ragnar, what would you like to ask the Gods."

"Arnora wants to come on a raid with me. She can protect herself but I don't want her to go. Is it wise for her to come with me? Also, will she be the one who gives me many sons?"

"They can answer but one question this time. Which one would you like it to be."

"If it'd be safe for her to come with me on a raid."

"Hmmm.. I see.. I see.. It is wise for Arnora to come with you, she'll be very useful but then yet again. Something will happen that's unfortunate yet brings happiness during the raid. Whether she's with you or whether she's at home with you away."

"What will happen?"

"You ask too many questions, Ragnar Lothbrok." The Seer says and I nod, he sticks out his hand, I lick it and place my forehead in the palm of his hand. I get up after I'm done and return to the town hall.

Arnora looks hopefully at me when I walk in as I rub the side of my head.

"Fine.. You can come." I sigh, Arnora letting out a soft squeal and hugging me tightly. Yørgen grinning a bit as he looks at me. I smile back at my son and stroke Arnora's back gently.

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The next few days everyone's busy with loading the boats and repairing them when needed.

Arnora gets on the boat, once we're all done with loading them with supplies, followed by me.

During the trip, Arnora often comes to me to seek comfort. Just as now, she's cuddled up to me. A blanket tightly wrapped around her to protect her from the rain that's crashing down on the boat.

"Are we almost there?" Arnora asks with a trembling voice, causing me to rub her back more in the hope she'd get warmer soon.

"I don't know, we're halfway through our ransom, I think it'll be a little longer before we reach Wessex." I answer, Arnora nodding before burying her face back in my chest, tightening her grip on the blanket she'd be holding onto.

After several weeks, we've finally arrived at Wessex.

I gently shake Arnora once my men pulled our boat up on shore.

"Wake up my love." I softly whisper, pressing a soft kiss on her lips.

Arnora makes a few cute sounds as she wakes up, returning the kiss I gave her causing me to smile.

"Are we here?" Arnora asks as she sits up, rubbing her eyes and I nod. "We're here."

Arnora immediately gets up and looks around, the cuddly girl that was cuddled up to me just a minute ago is gone and turned into the warrior she always shows.