*Author's Note*

Thankyou to those of you who commented and have followed/favourited my story.. I think Ivar is a fascinating character. I'm looking forward very much to sharing with you what I have come up with. I will try to update once a week but sometimes things happen and that may get delayed. I will do my best though.

Enjoy my next chapter, :) ~MortalMarquess~

"You say you want to fight for me? I have no army. It is my brother Bjorn who is in charge."

Kadlin inched closer to Ivar. " I will make you a deal. Each week you teach me to become a better fighter and I will tell you what I have seen."

He stared at her, a cold hard look until finally "Agreed. Now tell me. How does the army become mine?"

"I will tell you nothing like that at the moment. How do I know you will not listen and then kill me. I will tell you things that need to be told at the right time."

Ivar played with the knife in his hands. "I can still kill you at the end regardless. Have you forgotten that?"

Shaking her head. "You will not. That is the one thing I am certain of. I have yet to see my death or yours. And judging by where we are in my visions it is a long time away. One more thing, no one is to touch me, do you understand?.

Waving his hand Ivar continued "Fine, fine. Whatever. I suppose you could be useful. But if you ever breathe a word about me not being able to pleasure a woman I will kill you and accept the consequences".

A knock on the door ended their conversation. "What are you doing to her Ivar, is she dead yet?" Hvitsverk called. "Or, is it my turn now?" laughing to his brothers on the other side of the door.

Ivar pulled himself over to the door and pushed it open. He moved to the centre of the room and addressed his brothers.

"As you can see, she is not dead" he waved to her, as she walked out of the room. Suddenly feeling a lot more conscious that their eyes were following her. The minds of men could be easily predicited. "Also, none of you are to touch her. She is mine" he added as a lazy after thought it seemed.

The brothers laughed, and Sigurd was the one who answered. "Yours, what will you do to her. We all know that you cannot do anything. Come on Ivar"

Sigurd stepped closer toward Kadlin. Before he could move another step. Ivar had thrown his knife and it just missed Sigurd. Kadlin could feel it as it flew past her face.

"I said, she is mine". with a glare as cold as ice.

Kadlin gave a tight smile, and walked over to Ivar. "Come, lets go" Ivar said to her.

They left the hut. "Where are we going?" Kadlin questioned him.

"Oh your visions have not shown you where to go?" he mused to her.

Giving a small laugh "I do not get to choose my visions. I only know that since your mother passed they have came, every night. Each longer than the previous one"

"We will go to Floki. He will know what to make of this."

When they arrived at Floki and Helga's, Kadlin felt uneasy to see that she was to be the only woman there. She was still not entirely comfortable being alone with just men. She knew vaguely what her future had in store for her, however she still had to find the confidence and strength to get there.

"Ivar, my friend So nice of you to drag your crippled ass over to see me. What brings you here?" he he, Floki said.

"Floki, I am here regarding my new ah, friend?" Ivar shuffled aside so that Floki saw Kadlin for the first time.

"What a pleasure to finally see you in person Floki." Kadlin commented

"In person he he, you seem as crazy as I am!" Floki replied.

"Floki, her name is Kadlin"

"Ivar, I can speak for myself" she interrupted, and was met with a glare from Ivar, and the shocked expression from Floki.

"Well by all means" he responded "Tell floki why we are here"

Kadlin took a look around the room. She saw a low lying seat, with furs on it.

"May I?"

Floki nodded and she sat down. Starting her story, she told Floki the same things that she had told Ivar. Only leaving out the details about the woman he tried to sleep with, and the part about them becoming lovers. At this stage, is seemed very unlikely and she hadn't even mentioned that to Ivar. She still felt that Ivar might be toying with her, so she wanted to keep as much to herself as she could at this stage. Her knowledge was her only weapon, at least until Ivar trained her further.

Once finishing her story, she looked up and saw Floki staring at her.

"Floki, what do you think? Shall I slit her throat and be done with it?" Ivar asked rather seriously, and Kadlin felt her skin tingle at the thought of someone so casually speaking of her death.

"When your father was alive, I sometimes had these visions. The visions were mostly of Ragnar, but sometimes they were of you Ivar. I know your mother used to have the sight too. That was until Harbaard came, after that she seemed different. I believe that was when I started to see your father and you. What I think, is that now your mother has died and is no longer able to see your future as her own has ended, that the Gods need a way to keep you on course. You Ivar are destined for great things, Kadlin here is proof that the gods want you to succeed in your journey."

Ivar looked over to Kadlin and she was more shocked than she realised. Floki believed her.

"So you think this girl, will be valuable to me?"

"I do Ivar. But, most importantly, I think that she is in grave danger. If someone else were to find out the knowledge she has, then that my friend could be used against you. She is yours to protect, should you want to succeed in which the path the gods have laid out before you"

"She told me to use her as a weapon" Ivar spoke, clearly as shocked as Kadlin was.

"Maybe not as a weapon to wield, but as a weapon of the mind. She knows a great deal more than she has told. Don't you?" He directed his question towards her.

"I do, yes. Like I told Ivar before. I do not wish to tell him everything at this time. It is the only thing I have to protect myself with"

Floki sat down next to her. "Ivar, you must look after her. She is a gift to you, a gift from the gods" as he tucked a strand of hair that had fallen out of her braid behind her ear.

"I agree with you Floki. I will look after her, she has asked me to teach her to fight. What do you think?"

"She must know how to defend herself Ivar, for your life may one day depend on it". Floki said seriously.

Ivar studied Kadlin, and she sat there letting him decide what needed to be done. She knew now that Floki believed in her, that her fate was sealed.

"I will teach you to fight."

"he, he. How exciting Ivar! oh what the god's have in store for you!" Floki danced around the room. Kadlin couldn't help but smile, she even thought she saw the corners of Ivar's mouth turn up.

After speaking some more to Floki, he asked where she was from. Kadlin replied sadly that she had left her home in order to help Ivar. She had no place to go now, and was hoping Queen Lagertha could house her for the time being.

Ivar surprisingly interrupted her as she told them about asking Lagertha, "You will stay with me."

"Then it is settled, off you go now. I have lots to do" Floki issued them out.

On the way out Kadlin stopped Floki in the door way. "Floki, forgive me for asking, but I wondered if you could help me with something?"

"I do not know unless you ask, although I have helped you by encouraging Ivar to spare you life, but ask your questions"

Kadlin smiled, she was beginning to like the man already. "I need a way for Ivar to get around. I saw in my visions something that helped him. If I were to draw it up, could you build it do you think?"

"Me, why of course. Bring your picture tomorrow, and we will get started." he told her, then he dropped to his knees and crouched in front of Ivar. "You see Ivar, she is changing everything already"