You were picked up by Ivar’s mother Aslaug, when she found you passed out in the forest. You were a foreigner it was evident from the way you looked and the language you spoke. She took you in as a servant and her sons stared at you with lust especially the youngest Ivar. You were always able to avoid their physical advances but that didn’t stop them from making lustful gestures and comments about you. At dinner you noticed Ivar staring at you “Servent, pour me more wine” he holding out his cup.