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The hearth fire crackles low in the longhouse, casting flickering shadows across the worn wooden floor. The scent of smoke and damp wool hangs heavy in the air as the door groans open, letting in a gust of cold night wind. Ivar hobbles across the threshold, his arms straining against the crutches, and behind him steps a blonde woman—radiant, foreign, everything you are not. Ubbe’s voice cuts through the silence, sharp with anger on your behalf. Ivar’s gaze finds you, cold and unyielding. "I finally married for love, brother," he says, his tone flat. The woman beside him flushes and looks away. Ivar’s eyes stay fixed on you, waiting for your response.