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Imagine Telling Ubbe Someone Cat-Called You

“My love it is empty words, they do not frighten me. I am fierce enough. Let them be.”

Ubbe was pacing as you spoke.

“Words began as thoughts. Thoughts about your body.”

You laughed, “-and only you have the pleasure of my body! Come to bed Ubbe and have pleasure of it now. Or I’ll wish I hadn’t told you,” you pulled back the fur and waved for him to join you but he was lost in thought. His eyes were startled by the sight of your nakedness but rather than filling him with lust as usual it did something else.

“Yep.” He said to himself, a decision made as he strode for the door.

“Where are you going!?”

“ I have to go kill them now. Wait for me. Just like that. I won’t be that long.”

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Imagine Ubbe Seeing You Reject an Admirer

(As requested: darling you’re the 350 winner!)

Ubbe watched you at the bottom of the pier in trepidation, his face scrunching together with concern. He watched you often but this was the first he had seen another man try to flirt with you and he did not like it.

Herlief stood in your way using his broad body to block your path as you carried a basket of fish off the boat.

Ubbe felt a tightening in his chest but thought he should give you the opportunity to choose Herlief if you wished. He was a fine warrior, even if the thought of him made Ubbes skin crawl.

“I would be happy to help you with your basket y/n,” Herlief boomed down at you. You smiled and Ubbes heart sank lower to his stomach, claws of jealousy prickling over his chest at the sight.

“That is kind of you I am grateful for your help,” you smiled but as you went to hand the basket over Herlief stepped back.

“But if I help you y/n there is a price to pay. I shall need something in return… I have been so long at sea I will be needing let’s say, company at the feast tonight to welcome me home. Fine female company.”

You paused reassessing the situation, “-company to warm your bed too?” You asked fluttering your eyelashes leaning into him.

Herlief laughed loudly, “Of course! If we can’t fuck after the feast what would the point be?”

You smiled dropping the basket into his hands. “Perfect. You have a deal.”

Herlief beamed and Ubbe flinched but just then you retorted, “-I have a beautiful sow whose pen was broken in the storms, I will fetch her for you. She will be all too glad to warm your bed. She is in need of a place to sleep and you’ll be happy to be with company of your own kind again I’m sure.”

You bit your lip to stifle a giggle as you strode off, a bruised and confused Herlief trundling after you carrying your basket.

Ubbe smiled in relief at the sight, but noted that he would need to ask you to be his very soon… and he would need to be more delicate about it.

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King Ubbe

A/N: Thank you ladies for the requests!!!!!! Y’all are awesome! I hope that he becomes a King next season!!!! 

Warnings: SMUT. BDSM. Breeding Kink, Dom!Ubbe

VIKINGS MASTERLIST

For your thirst day can I please have a Dom! Ubbe? I haven’t read many fics with a Dom! Ubbe and I love it and need some inspiration to write my Dom! Ubbe series. Love you and thanks babe. You’re the absolute best!!! - @tephi101​

Oookkk, here we are 😄😄 can you make smth hot and dom with Ubbe annd he’s finally prince . King of Kattegat 😍😍😍- @aleelavi​

Ahh girl my kink is still King Ubbe! Cause he deserves it 😉 - @grungyblonde​

“People of Kattegat!” Ubbe said from the middle of the town pavilion. “It has come time to announce our raids.” He glances at his younger brother Ivar and then to Hvitserk. “Our armies under the control of my brothers Hvitserk and Ivar shall lead you into the Baltic Lands. It was told to us when we were younger these lands were desolate, but the gods have turned their favor upon them… and now us. We will move into these lands with great haste and return with hoards that will make Odin himself envious.” He pauses looking out to the crowd. You were not were you supposed to be. You never were. “Ivar,” he whispers. “Take the lead, Hvitserk with me.” He turns his attention back to the crowd. “Ivar, our fearless Chieftain will tell you more.” He shoots a grin and they chant his name as he takes his leave.

“Where has Y/N gone?”

“Brother, she has a personal guardsman. I cannot make it my duty to watch her.”

“Well, find her.”

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Confident

Fandom: Vikings.

Pairing: Ubbe/OC.

Summary: After settling into a new life in Kattegat. OC develops a relationship with Ubbe - would he take advantage of the power that he has over her?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used, other than Original characters - nor’ do I claim to. Made for fan fun purposes only. No copyright fraud intended. All stories are just created for fun.

“What is your name?”

She knew the question was directed at her. She understood what it meant - but she didn’t care. Her name? What would it matter anymore. She had been torn away from her family, her friends - her home.

“It is a simple question”. He spoke once more, his eyes still focused onto her.

She turned to face him finally, having never saw nothing like him until today. The unkept facial hair, the strange way his hair was long - yet shaved either side.

His clothing.

“What does it matter what my name is?”

He smirked then, his gaze falling to his legs before back toward her. “Because I asked you”.

She knew nothing about him. About any of these men, these people - yet something about him let her know that he was important.

Somehow.

“Suki”.

“I like that”. He said simply, pushing past her and walking toward the other end of the boat. She found her eyes wandering after him as she adjusted the furs around her body.

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Time passed quickly in Kattegat. Suki couldn’t be sure how long she had spent taking care of Lothbrok’s. She couldn’t be sure how long she had been in a strange new place - all she knew was that it had started to feel like home.

She had become accustom to this new way of life, although she also knew that she had been one of the lucky ones. Not all had been as lucky to have been placed in a home where she was seen as almost an equal. Where she was invited to join them for feasts, for festivities.

Just like tonight.

“Here,” Ubbe’s voice interrupted her thoughts as he placed a drink in front of her. “I suppose you fetch me things enough, I owe you.”

She smiled in return, focusing on the sewing before her.

“What are you doing in here? Don’t you want to join-“

Suki shook her head immediately. Though invited, though welcome - drunk viking men were not her favourite people to socialise with, particularly after such a successful raid as England had been.

“Did you enjoy it?” She asked, changing the subject as Ubbe threw his weight onto the throw before her.

He nodded, taking another large sip of ale. “I did. I missed you taking care of me though.” he smirked, earning himself a dig at his weary shoulder.

“You know, most men here would not take such behaviours”. He noted, waving a finger in front of her face.

She laughed, tilting her head to the side. “Is that so?”

He nodded once more, “Of course, you would owe me graciously for such an ��attack’ in fact.”

She knew that he was right. That many could not play with their ‘captors’ as she did with hers.

But she didn’t feel captive.

“And how do you suppose I would have to pay you back for such actions?”

Ubbe shrugged, “Sex most likely. I mean, you could clean my undergarments to but sex, - that is beneficial for us both.”

Suki rolled her eyes, a laugh escaping her lips. She had watched Ubbe many times over the last while. The amount of women both of age and older disappearing away from gatherings.

“You’re quite big headed, you know that?”

He shook his head, leaning closer towards her. “I am simply confident in my abilities as a man.”

Suki ignored him, returning to her sewing she felt his eyes watching her intently. An awkward silence fell over the room as he finally spoke.

“Are you not so confident of your abilities as a woman?”

Her eyes shot up to meet his then, her eyebrows knitted closely together. Her cheeks burning a shade she was sure he would notice.

“I do just fine, thank you.”

She continued to focus on the thin thread before her, hoping that he would drop the subject - that he would move on and leave, return to the festivities.

“Just fine? What is ‘just fine’?”

She began to ignore him, ignore his glare or the fact that he was smirking - waiting on her every word.

“I see.“ He spoke, raising from his position beside her on the floor - towering down on her much smaller frame. “Come”.

Suki’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. Her eyes lifting from the fabric, she stared at Ubbe’s who’s hand was outstretched towards her.

Her body tightened as a million thoughts ran through her mind. She had seen it happen a million times, men taking claim on what they wanted, when they wanted - how they wanted.

She didn’t believe that Ubbe could be the same.

She swallowed hard, dropping the fabric she took Ubbe’s callus hands into her own. She noticed the sweaty sheen that had begun to already form.

As she stood to face him, his bearded lips fell into a smirk once more. He leaned closer to her, so close she felt every breath he made against her skin. 

She hated the goosebumps that formed in response.

“Have a good night, Suki.” He whispered, each word hot against her lobes.

Ubbe took a step past her as she turned quickly face him, “I thought-”

He took another sip of ale as he headed towards the door. “I will wait until the day you approach me, beg perhaps - for I know that this day will come”. He promised with a smile, disappearing through the arch in the wall.

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SOLD! (TO UBBE)

IMAGINE BEING SOLD TO UBBE BY YOUR DESPERATE MOTHER

Warnings: None. Just loads of Fluff.

READ PART 2 HERE: Sold! (To Ubbe) Conclusion

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“I do not need her!” The handsome Viking warrior grumbled with annoyance as he placed his bloody sword back into it’s sheath. 

He had been in your home ever since the first night of the raids, taking over your parents large chamber. Despite his imposing presence, he had treated all of you decently during his stay. You had cooked for him, drawn baths for him and washed his clothes…..still….you did not know his name. The Viking had instructed you all to call him ‘Master’ instead of revealing his name and thus…that is how you knew him.

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We’re Eloping // Ubbe x reader

In honor of the new season, have a thing for Ubbe because I think I love him. I’ll tag @ivars-heathen @ivars-heathen-army @squirrelacorngliterfarts @cherrytrinkets @inthenameofodin because i miss you guys and this fandom family

You knew this would not last for long. The feeling of security and warmth when sandwiched against Ubbe under the furs with the fire in the hearth a few feet away. Those moments were fleeting and Ubbe’s mother’s tolerance with the two of you was even more so.

Aslaug did not approve. You were the daughter of a merchant. A wealthy and powerful one, but a merchant nonetheless. Not royalty like Aslaug so hoped for her sons. You didn’t understand. The princes could lay with servants and slaves, but not a daughter of a respected viking in Kattegat. Your father approved, but he was not King or any sort of official power. So you laid in Ubbe’s arms and stewed in the bitterness that the situation left you feeling. That bitterness kept growing on you and no amount of the eldest prince could shake it.

“Elskan min, what is the matter?” Ubbe nuzzled his face into your hair and rubbed his thumb over your cheek. “You are quiet tonight.”

“You wouldn’t understand,” You say, regretting the words but not attempting to take the back. Ubbe frowns and adjusts to prop himself on his elbow, one hand remaining on your hip.

“I bet I would,” Ubbe encouraged. You roll your eyes and huff, frustrated at your own feelings.

“It’s your mother,” You say after debating how you should bring it up. “I want to be with you, Ubbe, but–”

“She does not approve. I know this.” Ubbe’s smile fades and he lets his head fall into his chest. His hand absently moves against your hip as he thinks.

“I…I know you said what she thinks does not matter in your feelings, but I know –you and I both know– that her approval is still important, Ubbe.”

Ubbe raised his head, but only to let out a groan and close his eyes. You watch him, waiting, until he smiles and his grip on you tightens.

“That’s it, we’re eloping!” He cheers, cupping your face and leaning his forehead on yours. “I’ll take you far away from here and I will marry you and our children will grow strong and lovely, Y/N.”

You let yourself giggle at his endearing words and played along. “Oh good, I’ve already decided names.”

“We will have a girl first, then a boy or two, and maybe another girl. As many as possible, and they will be the best children in the history of vikings.”

“We will of course visit your brothers so our children can know their uncles,” You tell him.

“If they do not kill each other first,” Ubbe laughs. “Odin, could you imagine Hvitserk as an uncle? Or Ivar? They are children themselves!”

You smile and bury your face in his chest, so deeply in love with the eldest prince at that moment you could burst. “Sigurd could teach them to play the lute. We need musical talent in this family, not just warriors, don’t you agree?”

“Why not?” Ubbe said. “Our son or daughter will be famous for their talent with the damn lute so help me, gods above.”

You could get lost in the daydream forever, but you knew it was not to be.

“You are a prince of Kattegat, Ubbe,” You remind him, “And you mother would have your head–No, rather mine.” Ubbe groans.

“Yes, yes, I know.” Ubbe kisses you roughly. “I will talk to her. I have not talked to her enough about you.”

“I’m sure she’s sick of how much I come up in conversation anyway.” You said. Ubbe shakes his head and laces his fingers with yours.

“I will make her see how wonderful you are, how witty and brave, how much you mean to me.” Ubbe brings your body closer to him under the furs. “She will see. I will spend my entire life waiting for her approval if that’s what it takes,”

“I might have moved on by then, Ubbe,” You say seriously, then begin to laugh as Ubbe squeezes your side sharply. You hold his face in both your hands and kiss him for many seconds.

“I will have you as my wife, Y/N, I swear to the gods,” Ubbe breathed. Ubbe rubs his hand up and down your back, making sure you knew his feelings were sincere. Your heart hummed.

“Are you asking me to marry you right now?”

“If I was?”

“Yes.” You didn’t skip a beat. Ubbe’s lips curled into the brightest smile you’d ever seen. He pushed himself on top of you and peppered your face with kisses that you eagerly returned. Ubbe rested his head on your chest with his face angled up into the crook of your neck. His hot breath put you at ease. “I will be your wife.”

“You will be my entire heart,” Ubbe sighed. “Don’t go home tonight, Y/N. Stay with me.”

Seeing as though you were trapped under him, and that you were much too comfortable with your current positions, there was no way a single thought of leaving crossed your mind. If you had the choice, you would never let this moment end…with Aslaug’s approval or not.

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Mothers Night II - Ubbe Ragnarsson

Hi, can I request an Ubbe imagine where the reader is a simple village girl that falls in love with Ubbe? She falls for him because she sees he is different than the others (especially his brothers). Despite his violent nature (that she hates), she sees that he’s a centered person and just wants to start a family, cultivate land and, in a way, follow his father’s dreams.

Mothers Night II - Ubbe Ragnarsson | part 1

It was a few days after Mothers Night that you saw any of the Ragnarsson’s again. Your mother had fallen ill with the last of the winter frost and you had been taking extra chores to compensate for her being unable to work. When you finally did see someone, it was Hvitserk. You were sitting outside, enjoying the warmer day, and mending garments. Your mother collected them from vikings around Kattegat that had no wife or mother of their own to mend their clothing.  

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Mothers Night - Ubbe Ragnarsson

Hi, can I request an Ubbe imagine where the reader is a simple village girl that falls in love with Ubbe? She falls for him because she sees he is different than the others (especially his brothers). Despite his violent nature (that she hates), she sees that he’s a centered person and just wants to start a family, cultivate land and, in a way, follow his father’s dreams.

Mothers Night - Ubbe Ragnarsson | pt. II

“You watch my brother an awful lot.” Hvitserk whispered, having come up beside you in the field. You were meant to be on your way home but you had stopped to watch the training, standing beneath the shade of a tree to observe the men and women preparing for the spring raid.

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Wolves | Ubbe Ragnarsson

Can I have a Ubbe imagine where he believes his lover is going off in the woods to meet another lover, after a few weeks of her disappearing from the Great Hall. Ubbe decided to follow her into the woods ready to kill this unknown man but in reality, she befriended a pack of wolves and she considers them family after her family abandoned her when she was young. She kept them a secret to protect them but Ubbe will now learn of her secret. Thank you!! <3

Wolves | Ubbe Ragnarsson

Ubbe watched as you stood from the dining table, hastily thanking Aslaug for her generosity in allowing you to dine with them yet again. You leaned down to kiss him and he obliged as always, face turned up to kiss you back. You promised an ‘I’ll see you tonight’ whispered in his ear. It was a promise that you always kept. Ubbe’s concern lied in the hours between dinner and you’re entrance into his room well after the sun had set. Once the door was closed Ubbe stood from his place at the table.

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Barrier | Ubbe Ragnarsson

hi! i would really like some more ubbe in my life, please can i request a fic where whilst on a raiding trip ubbe meets a girl from another village which the vikings have not took yet, he wanders far down the beach or into the forest each night where he first meets her, then he keeps returning to see her, at first there is a language barrier and in the end she returns to kattegat with him

Barrier | Ubbe Ragnarsson

The first time he saw you it was in the glow of the late evening, as the moon was rising in the sky behind him. His mother liked to tell the story of the first time his father came across her, bathing in the river. This, Ubbe decided, was an even better story, one that he would craft into a tale for his own children someday. He had waded into the water to wash blood from his face and beard. As the water sloshed around his knees and his boots sunk into the sandy floor of the lake he spotted you.  

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Gladiator V

A/N: Here is the update! I hope you enjoy! and let me know what you think! Taglist open! (if i forgot to tag you please let know!)

Warnings: Slavery, Smut, Voyuerism, NSFW gifs

Gladiator Masterlist, Vikings Masterlist

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Gladiator IV

A/N: It’s back! I hope you enjoy the update! Taglist open and please let me know what you think! 

Gladiator I, Gladiator II, Gladiator III Vikings MASTERLIST

Warnings: SMUT, SLAVERY. 

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Gladiator III

A/N: Hey loves!!! Here it is! I hope you enjoy it and I hope I tagged everyone that wanted to be added to the taglist!! Taglist is open! Please let me know what you think!! And if anyone wants to make a mood board for this hit me up! Send me what you have in mind lol! I suck at them. Until then… I’m using this sexy ass GIF

Warnings: SMUT. SLAVERY. Gladiator Battle.

Gladiator I, Gladiator II

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Gladiator II: Barracks

A/N: Gladiator won!!! If you would like to be on this taglist say the word. I hope you enjoy!!  Warnings: Slavery, SMUT. 

Gladiator I

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Gladiator:Ubbe

Thirst 💦👅 Day…. Every time I write him I get excited and overly motivated lol so this might not be a one shot only. I really enjoyed writing this fic!!

Request: I’ve been re-watching Spartacus so… Can have a fantasy of Ubbe as the champion gladiator that I’ve payed for a night with? - @whenimaunicorn

Warnings: Smut. NSFW gif below the cut! I hope you enjoy!!

“Does he not speak?” You ask staring at the woman slave. “I heard him roar earlier.” You’re reminded of the fierce sound that erupted from the man before you and you’re nearly weak, swallowing and taking a deep breath. The blue-eyed warrior stares at you almost smirking but still states nothing. “Say your name or I will have your tongue.”

“I’ve never heard him speak.” The slave says with her eyes on the floor.

“You’re dismissed.” You close the door and then the curtain leaving just you and him in the room. You wanted to have his name, if he was going to fuck you that was required. You pour the cherry wine into the chalice and hand it to him. He drinks it quickly releasing a small grunt and handing you back the cup. “what is your name?” He smiles again and sits on the bed. “Did I tell you to sit. Get off my bed.” You tug at his arm and he catches your hand quickly pulling you down on his bare chest.

“Ubbe.” He says slowly. “I am Ubbe.” His hand snakes around your waist and he flips you over on his lap so that you’re not facing him and he’s aroused, thick and on your ass. “What am I to do for you?” His hands travel up your tunic and your breath hitches as he pushes a finger into your cunt. You hadn’t been touched in years. This was almost taboo of you to even be doing, but you desired him.

“You are unruly.” You stand shifting away from him and turning to see his eyes. “Take off your clothes.” You stand back against the wall and watch him undress before you. His eyes intrigue you quickly accessing you from head to toe. “I want to mount you. Lay down.”

He lays back on the bed on top of the furs and you straddle him rubbing yourself against his girth. Ubbe groans and you feel him stir against you. A smile appears across your face and he places his hands on your waist. You knock them down and begin to stroke him rubbing the precum from his tip down his length and then back up and once he’s rigid. You align him to enter you and you inch down slowly. You inhale relish in the size of him as you go down lower. Then it happens. Ubbe slams you down on him and a howl escapes. He pulls your chest down to his and wraps his hands around you and he thrusts up into you over and over. You’re breathless and nearly wrecked gasping and whimpering each time he fucks into you.

His hands dig into your back and he’d found his pace. He ravished you going deep and long but still giving you just the right amount of friction you need to feel those tremors. These weren’t like the ones that you created with your hand. No they were like small eruptions that traveled everywhere. He laughs watching you whimper and mewl.

“Domina, scream for me.” He grins against your neck. His beard grazes across your neck and then he lifts you up from him allowing you to wind your hips on him. His hands grasp your breast and he pulls down twisting your nipples until you scream. “Louder.” He smirks flipping you over on your back. Missionary never done anything for you, but maybe it was the person. Ubbe’s hips clap against yours. You arch off the bed and push yourself away from him, but he pulls you back down snaking his hand around your neck. “Scream again.” He smiles pushing you to the edge. This orgasm was not like the last. This started at your toes and fingertip and riveted through your entire body.  “Domina, your cunt is so tight.” He says through clenched teeth a near whisper. His hand slides over your mouth smothering your cries. The furs slide off the bed and you try to grip onto him as you slide off the bed with him.

Ubbe forces you to slide off still fucking you savagely with lust in his eyes. You balance yourself on the cold floor. Another orgasm surfaces you and he pulls you up to him and places you on his legs allowing you to ride him. You shift your hips relishing the angle and Ubbe swells inside of you. Surprisingly he kisses you winding his hips as he spurts his seed into you. He groans, and you find yourself wanting more but one thing is clear, Ubbe is tired. You both fall back on the bed.

“How much did you pay for me?” Ubbe ghosts his finger over your lips looking down at you.

“100 denarii.”

“Was I worth it?”

“I hope so, I bought you. Slaves sleep below.” You sit up from the bed. “Next time you will do what I say. If you ever mount me without permission again I will have your tongue removed. You can leave now and Rest well, you will need it.”

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What would Ubbe’s wedding night be like?

Author’s Note: Yay!!! An Ubbe request! Saved it for my lunch break!

Ubbe’s Wedding Night: Vikings Era

Ubbe would be patient on wedding night, enjoying the feast with his family and friends, — this is a lie.

Ubbe would pin you against the wall as soon as the feast started

The people would be looking for the Prince and Princess and you’d be flush against the wooden walls riding his face

Ubbe isn’t waiting for anyone to claim what is his. So minutes after the vows you’re already coming

Ubbe would have you flush by the time it was time to return to the table. Legs weak and mind hazed with memories of what just happened

He’s about some public affection so sitting in his lap, a must, his hand would be under your dress kneading at your slick clit readying for a night of sex with your viking

You’d be talking to Aslaug and Ragnar withholding your need to bury his cock deep in you.

When the guest left it’d be over, he’d rip the dress, springing those breast free and his mouth would be all over them

How many rounds can you survive? Three. But he’d push for me coaxing you to get up so he can fill you with his kids,

Ubbe would kiss every inch of you. And he’d say sweet words that were followed by raw acts.

He’d watch you shake for him and then start back over. You’d enjoy this night, and every night after

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A WISH FOR FORGIVENESS - U.R. (P.5)

Warnings: description of wounds, bit of blood, cursing, Björn is a douche, brother drama (I am starting to think I am turning into Hirst lol) and I got a bit carried away …

Sum: Sólir has sailed away with you as a prisoner, leaving Ubbe behind in Kattegat with the man who is responsible for your kidnapping.

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The evening sun casted a beautiful red and orange glow over the forest. The soft light made the lake in the middle of the forest look more magical as ever. The wind blew softly through the trees, making the small flowers that grew at the side of the lake dance. The sight was gorgeous and probably capable of calming down the most restless soul.  

But it did not calm down Ubbe. In fact, the scene only made his heart plummet into more darkness and grief. The young man sat at the side of the lake, under a big tree, leaning against a rock that seemed to glow in the sunlight. His eyes were shut tight. His knees brought up to his chest with his arms wrapped around them. He felt conflicted due to all the different emotions that went through his body.

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