Small talk {&Ivar}

The feast had passed and Naemi had slept for enough hours to get up and start her day. The feast was.. not like she expected. Not that she had high expectations or anything, but still.
Cold water made her skin shivering for a brief moment, as the dried blood washed of her face. The evening started normally, like Naemi had imagined. She talked with a few people, sat with the Ragnarssons and even had fun. But then Björn and Ubbe got into a fight that changed the whole feeling of the feast. Vikings becsme quiet and even the Thralls were to tense to move.

Naemi waved her siblings goodbye as she walked te streets of Kattekat. Eventhough Naemi hadn't seen what the fight was about, she had seen Ubbe lying on the ground. Björn widing with his axe while on of the shield maidens tried to sus the situation. And that was Naemi's sign to go home. It wasn't rare for the brothers to fight, but normally it was because of something Ivar had said. Speaking off, Naemi's bright eyes looked at the young man, sitting before the Great Hall. His icecold eyes peeked at everyone who passed by and Naemi could amost read the judgment in his mind.
Naemi had come across Ivar a few times but never took the time to really speak to him. Ubbe or Hvitserk would come between and to be honest, she didn't mind. Ivar had that.. Appearance that gave you the shilly. And she wasn't afraid of him -although it would be wiser to be so-, he made her feel uncomfortable.
Her thoughts brought her right beside the man she just thought of, confusing her for a moment. "Ivar," She then said as a greeting, like she planned to talk to him. She looked down at him with a distant smile before she turned her face forward. "Tell me, did I miss a good fight last night? Or was it just a bortherly wrestle." A little, almost spotted smile was showen for a few seconds. Maybe Ivar knew more about the fight and its reason. It wasn't that important, but it did made her curious.

{&Ivar}

Even though Naemi had lived her whole life at Kattegat, grew up with friends to play with, she never had a real conversation with Ivar. Mostly because everyone was afraid of him and he killed another kid while playing. But as they grew older and even were Thegns together, she never took the time to talk to him. Maybe, deep down, she still felt that scare and that made her insecure. She wanted to be brave, fierce and fearless. But there was just something about him what made her uncomfortable. The way he was, the way he looked at others, he wants them to be sacred of him. And most of the time it worked.

Her bright eyes looked at the crowded streets of Kattegat. De feast had ended early in this morning and you could still see the drunk Vikings. Ale had float and even Naemi had enjoyed herself. Until Björn and Ubbe started fighting, a tense fight about something Naemi couldn't discover. It had to be something personal, at the looks of Björn's face. And it runs through Naemi her curious veins to find out what it was about.
Her thoughts had brought her right next to Ivar. It was strange and kind of awkward to stand next to him, this close. But she didn't felt scared, maybe a little unwanted. He looked at her with that look of him, his deep blue eyes burned into hers. ‘What do you want?’ He asked her, immediately showing her that he didn't wanted her there. She didn't care. ‘You left when it was getting good?’ Naemi grinned and shook her head. "I spend my time better than to watch two brothers following their dick." She said without any shame of emotion for that matter. ‘What kind of a fighter are you when you do that.’ The young woman looked at him, seeing the judgmental look he gave her while scanning her body. "A smart one." She answered and a little grin was showing on her lips. "I know you can relate to that," She then said, her voice soft as if she was trying to give him a compliment and hide it. People spoke a lot about Ivar the Boneless, but Naemi had observed him at occasions. He is smart, smarter than his brothers in her opinion. "So why did you stay?" Her eyes stayed at his for a few seconds before she looked away. Even though it wasn't planned to speak with him, she was curious about the fight and his opinion on it. And it was harmless to speak with him, although she hoped.