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Since Ragnar leave Kategatt and left Lagertha on the throne, Aslaug never thought that her life would be like this, always in the shadow of the great shield maiden Lagertha, the warrior queen, the woman leader, the legend. Yes, Aslaug give to Ragnar sons, strong, brave, handsome warriors, and a strong, beautiful crippled daughter.
Something negative about the boys that Aslaug had was that they were not ambitious, no,they admired their older brother Bjorn, or were simply very indifferent.
Aslaug hated the indifference of Sigurd who insulted the name that she had given him, the boy with red hair preferred to chase women, the music to become a king.
Hvistserk's indifference and admiration for Bjorn. Aslaug's third son was more concerned with the food on his plate than following in his father's footsteps.
And Ubbe, her eldest son, who loved Bjorn, and had him as a hero, perhaps the greatest disappointment of Aslaug, since the young man preferred to follow a slave and be a farmer, to sit on the throne of Kattegat.
The queen plaited the hair of her youngest daughter, Ivy, The beautiful but unfortunate 19-year-old girl, perhaps, if Ivy had been a man and with the full capacity of her body, Asalug would be the most proud woman in the world, Ivy was ambitious , excellent warrior even without using her legs, maybe she was crawling from here to there, but nobody dared to insult her, unless they wanted to meet the gods.
Aslaug had given up hope of being the queen mother, or being the queen of Kattegat, she had done everything right but her children acted wrongly, the only thing that gave her strength in her life was her beloved daughter Ivy.
Ivy crawled through town, she usually dressed as a man and carried an ax, being a disabled woman was not easy, in her childhood she was teased even by her own brothers, especially Sigurd who humiliated her as soon as he had the oppurtunity, which made the girl forge a tough attitude.
The girl had returned from the forest where she had seen her brother Hvitserk having sex with the slave Margrethe.
It was not something new for Ivy, the slave had slept with all her brothers, Ivy looked at her brothers as inferior beings, weak that fell to any temptation, but she was different, she was happy to be a woman and know that she would never fall in nobody's hands.
The girl crawled to her home where her mother was surely serving dinner. Ivy sat next to her mother, Aslaug already waiting for her children, who to her greatest disappointment, would surely be late, again, the woman took a big sip of beer, then she sighed.
" mother, are you feeling good?" Ivy asked, hearing her mother's sigh "Don't tell me that you are thinking about the idiots of my brothers, I already told you to ignore them, it is not worth wasting time in a group of Christians" Ivy filled her wooden cup of beer,She hated to see her mother worried about her idiotic brothers.
Aslaug laughed, Ivy's ferocity made her proud, if her daughter could walk, Lagertha was already dead “You don't understand, my beloved daughter, You still don't understand, what it is to live knowing that the children of your womb, the children that you carried for a long time, you fed, you loved, decided to be a nobody in life” Aslaug went back to drinking beer.
"Mother" said the girl worried "If I could ..."
"My beautiful daughter, this does not include you, you are my pride, the light in my life, the only thing that has been worth it, if you had been a man, if you could have walked, the world would be at your feet"
Ivy was very sad, and deep in her heart she wanted to show her mother that she could put the world at her feet.
the brothers entered through the door, Asalug and Ivy could hear them screaming and laughing, they even heard the noise that beer mugs make when they are almost empty.
Ivy's face changed from sadness to anger, if her blue eyes could change color they would probably be red.
"Whats is wrong with all of you! Damn idiots, don't you have any manners?! our mother is here!" shouted the girl full of anger.
Ubbe stopped smiling and sat next to Ivy "Good evening, mother, Ivy" Ubbe said.
The girl glared at her brothers with her eyes.
"Good evening," said Hvirserk, setting the wine jug on the table and reaching for his plate of food.
Sigurd sat in the chair at the end of the table "How's my little witch sister?" Sigurd asked sarcastically.
"Good, but not as much as you after fucking with the blacksmith" replied the girl. The face of sigurd change of expression, Laughter was heard throughout the table, Ivy was a girl to fear.
Bjorn separated from his wife, again, this time from Princess Snaefrid, she returned to her hometown, which left the prince, alone, again, no torvi, Porunn, Snaefrid, not even the dozen women with Bjorn went to bed, they were able to satisfy him. When The women of Kattegat discover that Prince Bjorn was single again, they started a hunt, all them wanted to be queens and test the insatiable prince.
the three brothers were lying under a tree, they were talking about Margrethe, when her younger sister appeared, she crawled next to her brother Ubbe.
"What are idiots doing? Talking about the slave girl?" asked theviking girl.
Hvitserk laughed "No, don't get into men's things"
"Don't be mean to her" Sigurd said "She is almost one of us, she only needs a dick, to be one of us, not even men notice her"
the brothers started laughing, Ivy sipped her beer bottle "I have more manliness in my little finger than you in your whole body, dear Sigurd"
"Don't bother little sister, but you're right, we were talking about Margrethe, you can't blame us, she's beautiful, a real woman, not like ... You" said Sigurd
"Stupid pig" Ivy replied "I bet she only sleeps with you to be free, she probably vomits after fucking you"
"Enough!" Ubbe yelled "Ivy, stop, don't listen ..."
"They are in love with her, have you ever been in love Ivy? Do you plan to get married someday?" Hvitserk asked “to have children? "
The girl was silent for a moment "No, I'm going to see the world"
"You are a crippled girl, you are not good enough to be a slave, we don't even know if you can conceive" said Sigurd “Outside of Kattegat you wouldn't be anyone, you don't even have a husband”
"I do not need a husband, I am not useless like you, I can take care of myself" answered the girl, she was always on the defensive when it came to being with Sigurd.
Ubbe and Margrethe sealed their relationship with a kiss. Aslaug and Ivy saw how pathetic and disgusting Ubbe, Sigurd and Hvitserk looked, the three brothers chasing a girl, obviously Hvitserk and Sigurd were jealous of Ubbe, but what most caught the attention of women was the presence of Bjorn at the wedding.
During the wedding feast, all the beautiful young women of Kattegat surrounded Bjorn, they had made themselves specially for him, with vibrant colored dresses, beautiful braids and makeup.
Aslaug could not be more upset, he envied Bjorn, and hated that his children did nothing about it, none of his children had been born to be King, while Aslaug drank more he realized that his male children would not become a King, but that her daughter could be queen. the seriousness on Aslaug's face changed to a warm smile.
Ivy crawled to her mother's room, they usually went out to a remote place together to talk and drink, sometimes Ivy practiced with her bow and arrow and Aslaug saw her practice.
The girl opened the door of the room, Aslaug was on the bed with a blue dress on her lap.
"Beautiful dress, you will look beautiful in it, mother" Ivy said.
Aslaug smiled "thank you, but this dress is not for me, it is for you"
Ivy's blue eyes widened "What?! I hate dresses"
"It is for you, Ivy" Aslaug left the dress on the bed, placed it with such delicacy that Ivy knew that her mother was serious, Aslaug began to take off Ivy's clothes "You are right, there is no hope in your brothers, they are at the feet of the slave, they will never reach the throne of Kattegat "
When the girl was naked, Aslaug took her to take a bath with warm water "Mother, what's happening to you ?!" asked the girl.
"They will not be kings, but you can become a queen, Ivy the boneless" Aslaug replied.
"Mother what are you talking about? I don't think I can win in a battle against Bjorn, I'm a crippled girl" Ivy reminded her mother
"You don't need the strength to win a fight, sometimes you just need beauty to captivate your rival"
Ivy took her bath, each part of her body was washed by the female slaves, her hair was untangled until it was silky, finally the beautiful dress was placed on her, Aslaug and the slaves were surprised to see the beautiful girl who was in front of them, the princess was blushing.