A small ray of sunshine lit up his face, causing him to wake up. Right beside him, there were you, his lover, sound asleep. He stared at you for a while, watching your chest rise and fall with an almost hypnotic rhythm.

You were a healer that he met by chance, when you and the army were about to sail to England. He was mesmerized by you, he was in love with you. Queen Aslaug, his mother, understood that and asked you to come work at their "palace".

While working there you noticed Ivar always staring at you, making bad jokes that managed to always crack a smile, or simply keeping you company, watching you do the housework. Ironically enough, you fell in love with him too. That's how your cute love story started.

Now, here you were, after spending the night together, on the bed of his room, hugging each other and having him all snuggled up against you. He had the fear of not being able to do it, but it was all inside of his head.

He just woke up, and admired your relaxed expression in silence. Just then, you opened your pretty eyes.