Summary: Following Hvitserk’s exile to almost certain death in the winter wildness after nearly being burnt at the stake by Bjorn, Ubbe must make a choice.
Summary: Following Hvitserk’s exile to almost certain death in the winter wildness after nearly being burnt at the stake by Bjorn, Ubbe must make a choice.
Ana, please, this was such a lovely fic It’s really frigging warm here, but you managed to make me feel the cold like I was right there with them. Srsly love everything about this and I’m so so glad you managed to finish this fic, because we desperately need fix-it fics like this left you a slightly longer comment on AO3 xD
I am still not over his death… I actually like Ivar but that wasn’t cool at all . Sigurd’s character was growing and they just kill him off for no reason…But I really hope that this was just a vision The same goes to Helga, I can’t believe that she died, I really loved her… I am so sorry for floki :(
“Hvitserk…? HVITSERK?!”, you said, started to ran towards him and he just stood there and smiled. You hugged him and he hugged you too, pressed his lips on yours. “I missed you my beautiful star”, he said. “I missed you too, Hvitserk. I was so afraid that you wouldn’t come back”, you mumbled in his shoulders. “ I would never leave you alone”, he smiled and kissed you again.
