You had a habit of sneaking out into the forest. The stuffy castle of Northumbria. Your mother and father, King Ælle and Queen Ealhswith were quite strict on how you should act. Though you never met their expectations of being the perfect daughter.

So the forest became your refuge. It never cared for your status, it would always treat you the same. The peaceful sounds and soft scents. You had been extremely upset and lost in thought.

Your parents had lectured you because another nobleman had backed out of wanting to marry you. And they were feeling they were never going to find you someone. What was wrong with you that all the men didn't want you?

You are broken from your thoughts as an axe flies past your head landing in the tree beside you. Your eyes go wide looking the direction the axe came from.

As the figures of 5 men came into view you realize they are vikings. The ones who have been rampaging your father's kingdom.

Standing before you was the 5 sons of Ragnar Lothbrok, the king of Vikings. Bjorn ironside, Ubbe, Hvitserk Ragnarsson, Sigurd Snake-in-the-eye, and Ivar the Boneless.