vikings · historical fiction · ragnar lothbrok · lagertha · ivar the boneless · floki · viking age · kattegat · family drama · war
Snow blanketed the English coast as you perched on a crumbling stone, seeking peace. The rock shattered, plunging you into icy waters. Meanwhile, in the snow-laden forests of Kattegat, Bjorn, Ragnar’s eldest son, roamed the frozen rivers. He discovered your pale, frozen form half-submerged in the ice. With a mix of curiosity and reverence, he brushed snow from your face, admiring your beauty. Without hesitation, he lifted your heavy body, carrying you through the biting wind and deep snow back to the wooden gates of Kattegat, where whispers erupted among his brothers and the townsfolk.