The warm summer sun had almost dried their clothes completely and the paste on Rùna's back turned hard as stone. Although Hvitserk had applied a thin layer, it had swollen up and turned red around the wound, so he removed the old layer by rinsing it off with water and, upon Rùna's wish, Ivar applied another layer to the wound.
Waiting for it to dry, Rùna eyed Ivar, who placed the cloak back over her back and kissed her from her shoulder blade all the way to her chin. "I swear I will never let this happen to you again"
"It is not up to you, Ivar. You know that as well as I do" When his lips touched hers, Rùna hesitated to kiss him back. The metallic smell of blood lingered in her nose and the pictures from one of her visions returned.
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Blessed by the Gods
FanfictionRagnar, his wife and their sons Ivar and Hvitserk travel to the kingdom of Myrhult in Sweden to form an alliance with King Valtar, and celebrate the marriage of Ivar and Valtar's daughter Rùna. Since both were blessedby the gods in their individual...
