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Ivar was covered in blood and it felt blissful to him. They had raided and slaughtered most of the small castle, the village inside of its walls was plentiful with treasures and resources. Only a few had been spared for various reasons. All of the Ragnarssons were enjoying their share of the spoils. However, while the others would be looking at the shiny trinkets, Ivar found himself walking himself through the castle and entering a room where he found a handful of pretty girls. It was clear why they were still breathing; they would make excellent slaves for various reasons.

"My my- what a selection..." He lets his blue eyes scan them over one by one, studying each one until he found Lucrezia in front of him. He had on his legs braces and used a crutch to stand tall when he reached out and touched her pretty blonde hair. "Are you afraid?" he asks, not knowing if she even spoke his language as he studied her face.

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