#prince harald sigurdsson

[aikaterini-drag]

Embrace of Two Hearts

Summary: Harald has been traveling, negotiating alliances but now that he is back, he can’t take his eyes off of his wife —as well as his hands off of her.

Pairing: King Harald Sigurdson x Queen Fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, kisses, implied smut, besotted Harald.

It had been a long time since Harald Sigurdsson had left Norway to build alliances and trading negotiations with the surrounding kingdoms. The matter had required his attention and he had been forced to leave you behind so you could take care of the kingdom in his absence. You were his Queen, the person he trusted and loved the most.

After meeting with various wealthy yarls and merchants, Harald’s plans had been prosperous; he’d stricken deals to trade goods and boost the income of his kingdom.

After almost two months at traveling, he was finally back.

Harald hadn’t blown the horns to make his arrival known.

He wanted today to be a surprise.

He wanted to see your face light up and hear your happy laughter as you reached him.

So after a light meal and a much needed bath, he headed to one of the villages where he was told you had gone shopping.

With his hood pulled low over this face, he strolled along the bustling Viking village, and when he saw you, his eyes fixed on you. You hadn’t taken notice of his presence; you were engaged in conversation with some of the women selling silks and spices. Resting his great frame on one of the stalls, he took his time and watched you for a few seconds. When waiting became too much to handle, he slipped back his hood and approached you.

A loud gasp left your lips when you finally saw him. You blinked, as in disbelief and when he smiled invitingly, all dimples and sunshine, you rushed into his arms. Your husband was back! Oh, how you’ve missed him, craved him! You’ve been exchanging letters with him during his travels but nothing compared to him holding you, touching you. And there he was, tall and handsome, wearing his marvelous regal tunic and leather pants, his fur cloak, his handsome face forming a warm smile.

“Ah, there’s my beautiful queen!” he said when you practically jumped into his waiting arms.

"Oh, Harald!" You pressed your lips against his in a long kiss. “You didn’t tell me you were coming back.”

“Surprise,” he said, his lips stretched delightfully.

“Oh, how I missed you! Is everything alright? The negotiations?”

“Everything’s perfect. I’ll tell you about my feats later.” He cupped your face, his hungry eyes taking in your beauty. “Let me look at you, have my fill of you.”

“Did you miss me so much, my lord husband?”

“Only a little, my lady wife.”

"Only a little?" You raised a brow. “Then why are you here?”

“Because I lied. I missed you. Painfully. Deeply. Hard.”

You laughed. “You debauched Viking.”

He grinned. “I've hoped to distract you from your shopping. Is it working?”

You fluttered your eyelashes. “Only if you kiss me again.”

Smiling in that stunning mischievous smile of his, he lowered his lips to yours, his tongue dancing with yours wetly. The touch was too swift for your liking but since you were still in public—and everyone was staring… you drew back softly. Harald locked your hands together and led the way back to your longhouse. You walked through the hall, with him stealing kisses and whispering sweet words to you.

When he had you in the solitude of your room, he scooped you up and dropped you onto the bed. You giggled as you bounced stop the furs and pillows. He joined you, a thick knee climbing onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. And then he was all over you, his strong body draped over your slender frame. He watched you with eyes ablaze with the passion, his lips parted. He brought his hands to caress your cheek, his knuckles tracing your skin lovingly.

“What is it, King Harald? What has you so enthralled?” you teased, leaning into his touch.

“You,” he said simply. “My wife… my beautiful wife who outshines even the finest jewels.”

You kissed him lightly. “I’m not as charming as my strong and courageous husband.”

“I disagree. You are achingly beautiful and perfect. And I am not in the least charming.”

“Oh, you're charming. Impossibly charming.” You claimed his lips and he moaned. “Your charm is as sharp as your sword.”

Harald grinned. “My love, my sword only yields to you. Sharp and ready to service you.”

“You didn’t just say that!”

He kissed your forehead, however, his hands were skillfully dragging up your gown. “What are you thinking, my mischievous wife?”

“What are you thinking, my mischievous husband?”

“I’m thinking I missed the feel of you. And that I want you,” he said and rolled his hips gently, and even with the layers of clothes, his groin pressed hard against her center.

Whining softly, you slipped your hands under his tunic to feel his warm skin. “Me, too. It has been so long.”

“Hm… I have been denied your warmth but no more.”

“Make love to me?”

“All day and night, my love.”

He pulled you close and kissed you deeply and fervently, lips meeting, tongues brushing. The world around you seemed to fade away, leaving nothing but your love and passion. Clothes were tossed away, skin touched skin, sweat tricked like little diamonds and then came bliss.

[therealvikingstrash]

See what you're missing?

[indisden]

[folklore-barnes]

just finished s3 of valhalla yesterday. thoughts:

- the thing i was most afraid of was a bad ending. but thankfully, valhalla actually had a wonderful ending, and i am very satisifed with it.

- the season was AMAZING, i'd say it is easily the best season. it had so many adventures and many moments that made me pause the show 'cause i could not believe they happened. and my favorite thing, it was very colorful and had very wholesome moments, but a good amount of sad moments as well. which i also loved.

- the villains were the best!! i loved every single one

- i loved all of the conflicts as well. they kept me on my toes the whole season

- i would've preferred more seasons of course, at the very least one more. so that we could see leif and freidys find the golden land, reunite with harald ii and also for harald to meet him because that is his son, after all. and of course, for us to see harald and freydis rule together at some point. but i guess they just didn't have the same goals, and that's okay.

- queen aelfgigu shouldn't have died but i also understand how it felt necessary for the plot. so i'll let it slide.

- the whole dynamic of king canute's sons wanting the throne and the issues with duke william had me wanting a spinoff with william, emma's sons and canute's sons

- in general, it was a fantastic season. i enjoyed every bit of it and i have many more thoughts, but all i have to say is:

thank you to the entire cast and crew of vikings: valhalla. you did a wonderful job in every season and i wish you would've stayed a little bit longer. at the very least, one more season. but it was a really good ending, despite the fact that we could've had a little more.

btw, i do not forgive y'all for killing off kaysan, batu and dorn. one of the most painfully devastating things i've ever had to watch❤️‍🩹

ALSO, I NEED HAROLD HAREFOOT FICS. WHERE ARE THEY?

[proseandpretrichor]

   Character Request Master-list 

Listed below are all of the characters I write for/about! Feel free to request any of these characters! If you don’t see your favorite hottie, let me know! I could always use another obsession.

Game of Thrones: 

~Sandor Clegane

House of the Dragon:

~Aemond Targaryen 

~Jacaerys Velaryon

~Cregan Stark

Criminal Minds: 

~Spencer Reid 

Hannibal:

~Will Graham

Walking Dead: 

~Daryl Dixon 

Vikings: 

~Bjorn Ironside 

~ Ivar the Boneless 

~Hvitserk Lothbrok 

~Harald Signurdsson

Call of Duty:

~Simon Riley

~Nikto

~König

~Keegan R Pruss

MCU:

~Bucky Barnes

~Loki

~ Steve Rogers

The Last of Us:

~Ellie Williams

~Abby Anderson

[all-is-fair-in-love-and-war]

I am apologizing in advance for the person I become with Viking:Valhalla season 2 comes out.

Harald Sigurdsson has my whole heart

[queenofcarrion]

Loooool I love these.

Please do more 🫶🏻

VIKINGS: VALHALLA x troubled birds

[aizawaluvr]

` ♰ . . . HARALD SIGURDSSON.

Content — arranged marriage; friends to lovers; reader is from England, and uses the term 'Dear God', therefore she is christian; female!reader, use of she/her pronouns; 2nd person; reader doesn't want marriage; she also kind of dislikes Harald at first; Harald is very sweet ♡; very fluffy!

Authors Note — this account is dead, and I want to write random characters that I like—so, here I am. I'm missing my man, Harald, so let's get at it. . .

[ time has changed us both ]

You barely realised the tide as it struck its ever so subtle changed—your marriage to Harald Sigurdsson was born purely of necessity. If you told the former version of yourself—the you before he, before the marriage—you would have laughed, and loudly, at that.

The now King of Norway stood mightier than ever, but you remember him those years ago when you first laid uneasy eyes upon the Viking as he trudged around England as if he owned the place; it was laughable, really.

Your opinion shifted between fear, to annoyance, to begrudging likability as you grew fond of his cocky remarks, silver-tongue, and not forgetting his unrelenting ambition.

Differences aside, the Prince became a friend to you. Nothing more, nothing less. . .

— years prior

Sat upon the stump, your nails etched into the rings of the tree, the sound of Harald's soft breath calming the atmosphere as the sun rose—you knew that this would be wrong in the eyes of your parents, especially your father.

It would ruin your chances of a marriage. . .It wasn't lady-like for you to skip off into the woods with a man. A Viking Prince, no less.

But Harald was your friend, despite your angst since meeting him—you didn't mind his presence anymore, and in moments like these, they were bliss as you shared the silent view of the world awakening.

"I heard of your father's wishes for you, y/n." His voice crackled the peace you inhabited in that moment, then replaced with a clipping anxiety that caused you to dig yours nails into the hardness of the stumped tree.

His eyes, deep with a likeness to honey, watched you closely—almost as if he were attempting to read your mind. But he knew; you didn't wish to marry. You wanted freedom.

He clicked his tongue upon your silent reply of a quirked brow and a pouty lip, "I understand your anguish, I do."

He didn't, though. He was a man. A man from a land that came with different expectations and ways of life, and a history of freedom by its very definition. Actually, scratch that, no man would be able to understand the fear that a woman endures and even the slightest mentioning of marriage. You abhorred the word, it's meaning and it's grisly reality.

"I do not wish for that future for myself. . ." You began, your eyes remained fixed upon the horizon. "I yearn for something more beyond marriage because of a must."

"Mhm." He nodded, thoughtfully. "You could grow to love the person, or at least admire them for what they are?"

His words didn't reassure you in the slightest—in fact, it only confirmed them. You truly were doomed, weren't you?

"We are friends, yes?" He asked.

"Yes?" You looked his way, you tone almost quizzical as he began to laugh a little. "What is your point, Harald?"

"Would you not marry me, I am not a stranger." It sounded almost like a suggestion, but his smile said otherwise as another laugh slipped between his lips.

Your eyes rolled, "Dear God, please, never speak that aloud again. It will give me nightmares." You laughed a little, but you meant it.

The thought of marrying the likes of Harald Sigurdsson sounded almost humorous, one big joke. He would love his axe and title more than his wife, and he would love his wife only when he would bed her.

Yes, you were friends. But, you were still aware of him as a man, and you knew to stay away from that sector of male. Better lonely than with a bruised ego and too many kids to count.

"I am not so bad, y/n. At least pretend to have faith in me." He said, his eyes true, but his smile remained still across hardened features.

"Have you ever been in love?" You asked, suddenly.

His head snapped your way, and a furrow of his brow appeared before he cleared his throat, "No. I don't believe I have."

— present day.

He left soon after, watching you as the boat drew away and towards his next destination, and you watched him, only with a different frame of mind. You were glad to have known his friendship because beyond all of the bravado and his famous grin, he was a kind man. A good one.

You just never suspected that one day, he would become your husband.

The King of Norway wished for a wife, a partner to cherish forever, to create a life with. That person was you. . .For convenience, of course.

You were on the brink of being forced into a marriage, and he needed the stability on his throne. Two birds, one stone, right?

At first, your marriage was nothing more than what you two were before: friends.

You watched each sunrise together, laughed at silly jokes, waved him off as he set out on his next adventure, you welcomed him home with a warm hug and pleasant smile, you made his house a home and soon you provided him with beautiful children.

It all evolved so quickly that the marriage felt right.

His hand across your stomach as he felt the rolling of your child's fists, "He will be a fine warrior."

"And who is the say that they are a he?" You questioned, smiling gently.

"I said so, that is why." He grinned, his eyes twinkling before pressing a hearty kiss against your forehead.

His arms would snake around your waist as you hummed along to a song you hadn't heard in years, your hands working against the table as you kneaded the dough.

"Get off, Harald, I'm busy." You resisted, but your smile said otherwise as you leaned against the comfort of his warmth.

His smirk pressed against the edge of your neck, "Have I ever told you how much I love your neck?"

"Yes. Every night." Your face stretched into a wide smile, giggling as he pressed ticklish kisses against your skin.

Before you knew it, you were awaiting for his return, your arms wide open for him to engulf you into his sea-ridden cold, to warm him and listen to his stories as your limbs tangle as one in between the furs of your bed, your fingers playing with his curls of amber.

You wanted him around you, near you, with you.

As you sat together, your fingers line the rings of the stump, a nostalgia wavered across you with a force.

"Do you remember us here?" He asked. "A lot has happened since."

You nodded, wordlessly as you thought. A lot did happen. You couldn't even attempt to wrap your head around it, the former you truly would have laughed at you now.

"Time has changed us both." You stated, and you felt naked in that moment—almost like you were admitting how wrong you were.

"It has," Harald whispered, his eyes on the sun as it peaked over the trees. "I now know what it's like to be in love."

His gaze of honey and sweetness watched your features as you watched his with just as much intent.

"And I wish to never love it. . .To lose you." He murmured, pressing a kiss against your knuckles. "I love you, my queen, forever and forevermore."

[phenomenal1500]

~Pray To The Valkyries~

Masterlist

A/N: This was requested by DEVILHORNS on wattpad, thank you so much for the request! ♥️

Summary: Reader is heavily injured after a tough battle and Harald tries to patch her up, scared she will never wake up again.

Timeline: After the battle in Kattegat, season 1

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!Reader Warning: Angst, blood, violence, eventually fluff.

"H-Harald...?" A weak voice called out from behind the prince, his head turning to the sound immediately until he came eye to eye with his woman falling to her knees. Blood was dripping off the sword's edge that had found its way through her fragile ribcage and soon after her mouth was starting to leak the red thick liquid as well. "I.... I need you." She spit out, choking on her blood as soon as the sword retreated and made its way with its owner into the shadows of Kattegat once again before Harald could stop them.

Surely he did wish to find and punish her attacker for what they did to her, but the prince's priorities lay with trying to get to his lover through the crowd first. He hopelessly needed to be with her and quickly.

"Y/N! Love!" He yelled after her, absolutely terrified for her survival as he pushed himself through the fighting warriors.... but the closer he got to her, the further away she seemed to get as well.

Harald knew his mind must be tricking him, but the scene that played before him soon became a never ending loop of watching her get hurt by his mistakes and losing her just before the time he arrived. It was horrible and traumatic and that sight, the sight that broke his heart into a thousand pieces and haunted him without a doubt, was his worst nightmare coming true.

The prince never meant for her to get hurt.... He was supposed to protect her.

Everything was his fault. Everything....

He promised to keep her safe....

Bang!

Shocked, Harald shot up in his bed. His heart was pounding out of his chest and his body couldn't stop trembling as yet another loud thunderclap followed.

Bang!

It seemed the storm still hadn't passed even after a week of lighting and thunder, but Harald was thankful for Thor waking him from his haunting nightmares tonight.

It wasn't fair for him to be asleep if his woman was doing her best to remain alive.

It just simply didn't sit right with him.

Bang!

Yet another loud thunder crack followed, but this time he managed to calm his mind enough to finally look at the sick woman beside him and noticed her wound had started to infect again.

"Oh no, not again.... Sæta, wake up...." He tried to shake her as gently as possible, stroking the sweaty and sticky hair out of her face as well to give her more room to breathe.

The last couple of weeks, fever took over and it wasn't getting any better. Her body didn't stop shivering and sometimes she couldn't even remember who he was because of the lack of vision, increased fever dreams, and food she didn't manage to keep down. He knew death was right around the corner to claim her, but no matter what, he still constantly tried to cool and feed her in the hope she perhaps still had a chance to heal and survive. He didn't want to lose her.... Definitely not before he himself was waiting at Valhalla's doors for her.

She just couldn't go first....

"I know you're fighting, ketta, but I need you to wake up." He was desperate to see her at least move so he knew she was okay. "Please." He whispered to her, trying to fight the tears as there was not even a soft sigh or a small finger movement coming from her.

Was it truly over...?

No.

"I'm so sorry." He pressed his forehead against hers, clearly regretting ever taking her to war with him even if she demanded so. He knew Y/N was a strong shieldmaiden, but her opponent had seemed to be stronger and it now cost him her life. "I'm so so sorry, sæta."

"For what, Harald?" He heard her warm and lovely voice echo through his head and he closed his eyes, clenching his jaw to keep himself from breaking down completely. "Harald, sorry for what?" The voice repeated itself softly and then it suddenly occurred to him it was a weak and cracking voice, not a warm, lovely one. This wasn't in his mind. He suddenly looked into her beautiful eyes that were wide open now and he noticed her malnourished body started showing other signs of life again too. Small muscle movements, shallow breathing, it was enough for him to feel hopeful again and he smiled at her with the biggest smile ever.

"For taking you with me that day." He replied as softly as possible though not to trigger any headaches or so. "You're awake."

"I suppose I am." She smiled a bit and tried to lift a hand to caress his jaw, coughing to the side softly.

"How are you feeling?" He carefully stopped her and laid her hand back down. He didn't want her to move much because of the still healing wound and lack of energy. She needed everything to heal, time for affection would come later.

"Weak.... Sick.... but surprisingly hungry." She held his hand and what she said surprised him in a good way. This was the first time in a month she told him she was hungry, the first time in a month her body wanted food.

"I have dried meat for you? And some clean water to relieve your sore throat a bit." He got out of bed and grabbed the food that the maidens had made for them the other evening. He didn't want to waste it since it was still good enough to eat. Besides, when he was busy he didn't mind eating his dinner for breakfast too.

"I would love that." She smiled weakly and it made his heart melt. He missed that pretty smile. He always adored and cherished it whenever he saw one.

"Here, beautiful." Harald grabbed the cup of water first and carefully placed the cup to her lips so she could drink. "Just take a few sips, we don't want your body rejecting it again."

All she did was nod and swallow a little bit of the water before signing to him it was enough.

"That's enough?" He asked, sitting down beside her again.

"Yes. Thank you, Harald." She coughed again and groaned from the pain her aching muscles gave her.

"My pleasure, Y/N." He loosely wrapped his arm around her to comfort her and they both shared a silent moment. She knew despite trying to survive herself, he was in pain too. It wasn't the same pain, not fatal pain, but she knew how terrified he felt seeing her so weak and hurt and so she would keep on fighting for him as well.

After a quiet embrace, Harald sighed. "I thought you were gone.... I thought the Valkyries had taken you from me.... but I prayed to them everyday to give you a chance." He stared into her eyes with his own bloodshot ones. He wasn't a man who liked hiding his feelings from his woman and so he was always honest when something was on his mind. "I was terrified witnessing how quickly you lost your strength and started to grow sick. I was afraid that one day I would come home and you had left for Valhalla without me there for you. I love you too much and what happened haunts me."

"I know it does, my prince, but I'm starting to get better." She kissed his cheek gently. "I can feel it. This infection will leave and I will stand by your side strong soon again. I love you and nothing will take me away from you sooner than what's planned for us."

[aikaterini-drag]

Eternal bros 🩵 Harald and Leif, the dynamic duo that makes Vikings: Valhalla an epic saga of friendship and showcases the bonds that can be forged even amidst the chaos of war.

[indisden]

Leo Suter as Harald Sigurdsson (Viking Valhalla Season 2)

[bumblesimagines]

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[caspianxth]

I was tagged by @myladyofmercy to do 10 gifs of my favorite tv shows and my 10 favorite movies, so this is the tv part!!

tv:

titans (that's donna troy, loml)

2. shadow and bone!!! (below is kaz brekker)

3. 911 (below is evan 'buck' buckley and christopher diaz)

4. the artful dodger (het ship of all time!!!! lady belle fox and jack dawkins)

5. vikings valhalla (leif eriksson and harald sigurdsson)

6. the last kingdom (uhtred, finan, and sihtric my beloveds osferth isn't in the gif but he is included in the beloveds)

7. young royals (simon and prince wilhelm)

8. smallville (justin hartley oliver queen supremacy!!!!! we'll literally Never have a green arrow as good as him and yes, I watched arrow! but he was saur much better!!!!!!!!!)

9. young justice (wally west I will never forgive them for what they did to u)

10. the punisher (billy russo)

I will tag anyone who wants to do it most of the jops don't really use tumblr but if u see this and ur interested feel free to do it!!!!

[lordxbebbanburg]

Introducing Harald Sigurdsson

Norwegian | Prince of Norway | Warrior |  Future husband of Leif Eriksson

( ╳┊❝ Int: Harald Sigurdsson ❞. ) ( ╳┊❝ Photo: Harald Sigurdsson ❞. ) ( ╳┊❝ Musing: Harald Sigurdsson ❞. ) ( ╳┊❝ Headcanon: Harald Sigurdsson ❞. ) ( ╳┊❝ Crush: Harald Sigurdsson ❞. ) ( ╳┊❝ About: Harald Sigurdsson ❞. ) ( ╳┊❝ Pairing: Harald & Leif ❞. )

[miss-madness67]

Warm Welcome (Harald Sigurdsson)

You are the welcome committee for Prince Harald.

You dreaded being the designated welcome committee for Prince Harald. Jarl Haakon, your mother, was too busy playing hostess for the rest of the travelers to care for a man with no crown. And thus, it became your duty to wait for the Prince’s arrival. You briefly remember meeting him a few years back when you were a kid, but your memories are hazy and indescribable. If you are not mistaken, he was a cocky kid, not that you blame him considering his social status. Nevertheless, he was too high up his horse that he never noticed the rumors going on about him. Not even now, as people talk about him and the unlikeliness of his brother giving the throne to him after his death. Most of the time, you rather not involve yourself in such matters. You are comfortable enough being a shieldmaiden and staying away from political schemes. It does not help, however, that your mother is the Jarl of Kattegat.

When the boat from Ringerike finally docks, you are chilled to the bone from the harsh winds. All you want to do is curl up in your bed after a long day of training. So, it is not surprising to say that you are angsty at the Prince for unknowingly forcing you to give up on your comforts. He does not come alone, but with a small fleet at his side. There is a clear air of royalty coming off him as he approaches you. Harald looks at you up and down, that cocky smile you remember too well adorning his face. He is handsome, and you can openly admit it; his face is masculine and pretty in an almost painful way to watch.

Once he is a few feet away from you, he greets you happily. You give it to him, Harald is charming. “Prince Harald, it is a pleasure to see you after all these years. I take that you are well?” You try to muster your best smile, but it is not an ounce like his.

His response is smooth as ever. “It has been a while indeed. You look as beautiful as ever.” You are surprised he recognizes you.

“My mother has asked me to accompany you to your lodging, she is quite busy at the moment, but she will greet you as soon as she is free.” You want to get this over with as fast as you can.

Apparently, you are not as good at pretending as you think you are, because Harald sees right through you.

“Very well, I thank you a lot for your hospitality.” Instead of sounding angry, though, he seems amused. “I will follow you to my chambers… and perhaps after we can both rest, you look tired. I have heard a warm bath always helps.” That is probably not the first time he has used that line, but you have to admit the look in his eyes makes you consider the proposal.

This was likewise my first Vikings Valhalla writing. Would you like me to write more of that fandom?

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{jordan fisher, 29, cis man, he/him} We are so glad to see you safe, PRINCE CYRUS BADI of EGYPT! It’s dangerous out in the world these days, but I hear that you are VALIANT and FAITHFUL enough to handle it. Just don’t let your UNPREDICTABILITY bring you down! Stay on your guard, because with your secret being at risk for exposure, you wouldn’t want everyone to find out YOUR BIRTH FAMILY VALUED MONEY OVER YOU. {nix, 23, est, she/they, none!}

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{yu shuxin/esther yu, 27, demi woman, she/they} We are so glad to see you safe, PRINCESS QING XIAN LI of CHINA! It’s dangerous out in the world these days, but I hear that you are PERCEPTIVE and DILIGENT enough to handle it. Just don’t let your RESTLESSNESS bring you down! Stay on your guard, because with your secret being at risk for exposure, you wouldn’t want everyone to find out EVERY SO OFTEN YOU SEND BITS OF YOUR FAMILY’S MONEY TO YOUR CHILDHOOD FRIEND OUT OF GUILT. {nix x2}

{Mads Mikkelsen, 58, he/him} We are so glad to see you safe, REGENT RULER EIRIK SIGURDSSON of NORWAY! It’s dangerous out in the world these days, but I hear that you are PERCEPTIVE and RESOURCEFUL enough to handle it. Just don’t let your REMORSE bring you down! Stay on your guard, because with your secret being at risk for exposure, you wouldn’t want everyone to find out YOU WERE BLINDLY INFATUATED WITH KING HARALD, AND KILLED A MAN FOR HIM TO PRESERVE HIS REIGN. {rawr, 28, GMT+1, she/her, no triggers}