(Theme songs are  .... Let her go by The Passengers and It Will Rain by Bruno Mars)

Ivar's POV

"Hmmm" I say as Hvitserk rubs his chin 

"It can't be" I say

"Ivar, trust me. King Harold is hungry for power, he might and will attack Kattegat whenever he gets an opportunity. Our armies are scattered around York and France. We are putting Kattegat in danger" Hvitserk looks at me with pleading eyes

"No Hvitserk no, we cannot retrench. We have not come this far to run away like pussies" I say as I look at the map a little harder

"With Sigurd dead, Bjorn away in the Mediterranean, Torvi and Astrid here, Kattegat is in danger. Ubbe is not effective alone, You and I both know that. " Hvitserk bangs on the table, "They are our people, they raised us!"

"Do you think I don't know that?" I look at Hvitserk in disgust, he has a habit of underestimating me

"Ivar, we need to go back" Hvitserk says, "We leave the part of our army here and in York, and integrate frenchmen to our vision"

"Ah, they would never, even if forced so" I sit at the chair and think deep

"They will trust Nova" Hvitserk sits beside me on the table, "Think about it"

"What do you mean?" I raise my eyebrow and look at Hvitserk keenly

Hvitserk braces himself for what he is about to say next, "Leave Nova in France, let her rule France. We must return to Kattegat" 

"WHAT?!" I bang the table hard with my fists

"Hear me out brother" Hvitserk gestures with his hands to stop fuming at him and leans in closer to me. We both sit on the rectangle table in the war room, the room is colder than it has ever been

"Leave Nova, let her stay in France. When Bjorn arrives next week we brief him about our strategies. We return to North to our home and our people. That is how Ubbe, you, Bjorn and I can safe keep Kattegat. There are already whispers of King Harold attacking Kattegat soon. We have nothing if we lose Kattegat" Hvitserk says calmly

"But Nova is my wife..." I say

"And Kattegat is your duty" Hvitserk replies

I feel numb, I don't know how to leave behind a woman that I love. After-all she gave up for me, after all the pains we went through and now I am supposed to giver her up, just like that?

"Think brother think. To conquer the world we need to protect our Kattegat" Hvitserk stands up 

"But Nova..." I stutter

"She is a woman Ivar. She will learn to cope up with it. When it comes to you, you are the son of Ragnar Lothbrok you will find many wives" Hvitserk gets mad and says "Let Her Go"

My mind begins to think of anything and everything but I cannot come to any conclusion, My pulse starts running as I sweat

"I need to ponder over it" I say as I graze at the table

"Nova is just another pretty girl that you had sex with, she will cry and be alright. We need to continue our father's legacy. Leave her in France, we will find many whores" Hvitserk scoffs

I stand up and pull Hvitserk collar and pin him to the wall, "Talk about her like that again and I will make sure you will never be able to fuck another whore again" I say as I choke him

"Sor... Sorry" Hvitserk says as I finally let go of his neck 

"But you do know I am right, Kattegat need us, the sons of Ragnar" Hvitserk says while rubbing his neck in pain

I say nothing, my mind is numb. 

I sit on the chair again and bury my head in my hands

This is the first time I am unable to make a decision..........

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Nova's POV

"Ah look at you!" Jezebel jumps from her carriage and runs towards me

"You have become so fat!" He says as she hugs me

Argghhhh..... A part of me wants to reply back "No fatter than you!"  But I let it slide

"Look at you all married and fat right now, you know men hate fat wives?" She says and laughs annoyingly 

I fake a smile, on the inside I just want to chop off her annoying face.

"Now, show me your viking husband" She says while jumping with joy, She is barely dressed with her cleavage deeper than that of a courtesans

No wonder she is called the Whore of Toulouse

"He is busy" I say "In the war room" 

"The war room? How exciting!" She jumps again and claps her hands

"Let's go!" She takes my hand

"Where to?" I ask

"TO THE WAR ROOM!!!" She runs with my arm in the hand, begging for me to guide her

Oh what fresh hell this is....

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Ivar's POV

After thinking long and hard, I finally make my gut wrenching decision

"What did you decide?" Hvitserk sits next to me and asks

"We retrench our armies and leave Nova as Queen of France and in authority" I say timidly

Hvitserk comes and hugs me but I shrug him off

I feel nauseated just by thinking about leaving Nova behind but I know she will find another man and restart a new life. I feel pathetic but Hvitserk is right, I need to protect Kattegat.

*Door opens*

"Ah, which one is it? The blonde one or the brown hair one?" A woman with big breasts jumps and ask Nova, as Nova seems jaded

I look at Hvitserk as we both are confused by what is happening in front of us

"The brown hair one, now please stop it" Nova points towards me and then cutely slaps her forehead

"AHA HE IS SO HANDSOME!!" The blonde hair, big breasts woman jumps again, amusing.

"I am Hvitserk, nice to meet you" Hvitserk appears from nowhere and introduces himself to the dumb woman

What a lustful dog he really is.....

"You look so exhausted, is everything alright?" Nova sits next to me and looks at me kindly

She is the most godlike woman I have ever seen

"Yes, just a lot on my mind" I say as I look at her big brown eyes

I hope she doesn't read my mind

"Are you ill?" She says as she scoots closer to me and presses the back of her hand on my forehead to check my temperature

"No I am fine" I mutter

"Ivar, don't lie" She says while sighing

"I am not" I say as I look at Hvitserk who is flirting with the big breasted blonde

"Yes, you are" Nova says

"I AM FUCKING NOT!!!" I scream at Nova and storm out of the room, I catch a glimpse of Nova's horrified expression in the mirror by the door

I need to push her as far as possible, for the pain to be easier on her fragile heart

I feel bad

So bad....

I am always the bad guy, regardless of the narrative.

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