Kapitel 11: A night affair

Anaes was the same age as Ivar and the three of them grew up together. She was close to both of them but often spent time with them.

She had a plump body with enough breasts. She was considered beautiful by the youth. They would often try their luck with her but she only had eyes for Ivar.

Three of them drank more jugs. And a while later, Egnav was drunk and fell asleep.

Ivar and Anaes have taken him to her house. Egnav lives with his father, who was a worker in the fields. He stayed most of the time in the fields guarding against animals.

Ivar put Egnav in his bed. And he came out. In the other room, Anaes was sitting naked on dried grass. She removed all of her clothes and pointed her finger, signaling Ivar to come. Her voluptuous body with round jugs was tempting to jump on her.

"You seem impatient." Ivar smiled at her, removing his clothes.

He knelt down and moved from her legs upwards. He was also getting impatient. So he soon took the position and kissed her, while his hips acted on their own and made their way.

Soon the room was filled with the sounds of Anaes.

Egnav was lying in his bed utterly oblivious to the struggle going outside.

After several minutes of struggling, they both lay next to each other. Anaes wrapped her arm around Ivar.

"Why did you go after Asdis?"

"That bitch! I want her to be in my bed so I can ravage her daily. At first, I asked her only spend a night with me but she said some

'nice things' which piqued my interest. I decided to have her as my whore."

"Things got fucked up and my sister got involved."

"Forget about her." Anaes looked into his eyes while saying.

She was not jealous as she knew Ivar would never leave her.

Instead, she comforted him.

In Aragon's home.

Aragon came after the match was over. He had his dinner with his grandma and both of them went to sleep.

Freja and Aragon both of them slept on the same bed. Since he was little, he always slept beside her. Now that Aragon was grown up but she still told him to sleep here. She didn't want to let Aragon sleep alone.

In the middle of the night.

Aragon opened his eyes. He didn't fall asleep, more like it was becoming a bit hard for him to sleep with his Grandma beside him.

Ever since he saw her like that, he couldn't erase the picture of that day. But he didn't tell her about it. Whenever he asked her if he wanted to sleep in another bed, she said,' do you dislike sleeping beside me' He did not want to make her sad so he just did as she told, while he suffered in his misery.

As it became hard for him to sleep, he came up with an idea. He trained very hard doing all kinds of physical training which made him feel exhausted to the point of making him feel tired and that fatigue helped him sleep for all these years.

Although he did get a few glances from time to time, his grandma only smiled thinking that he was just a child.

Though he was able to keep all of his emotions in check, he was after all only a teenager. He put all of this and diverted his mind to focus on the sword technique.