Just don't start calling me Prince or anything like that. [Ivar didn't hold with being treated differently or above other people simply because he was royalty. In his experience, those who were kings and queens held those titles because they held the most responsibilities. They were responsible for governing their people. Heavy was the head that wore the crown.]
Danes is the territory my father controlled. It stretched from Denmark to Norway. Kattegat is the seaport in Norway that we call home. Last two sections, please. [He finishes putting in the feathered sections for the third braid. He looks his work over for a moment, fluffing the braids up a little for more volume. Then he starts to wind them up into a bun at the back of the head.]
No. She was always very kind and good with me. I was her favorite since I couldn't walk, so she showed me the most attention of my brothers. [He pauses for a moment, lost in the reminisces of childhood. He still misses her terribly. Then he adds on a little more.] The only time I knew to avoid her is when she had a little too much wine. [Which just went to show that there was no such thing as a perfect parent.]
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Date: 2017-11-24 04:34 pm (UTC)Danes is the territory my father controlled. It stretched from Denmark to Norway. Kattegat is the seaport in Norway that we call home. Last two sections, please. [He finishes putting in the feathered sections for the third braid. He looks his work over for a moment, fluffing the braids up a little for more volume. Then he starts to wind them up into a bun at the back of the head.]
No. She was always very kind and good with me. I was her favorite since I couldn't walk, so she showed me the most attention of my brothers. [He pauses for a moment, lost in the reminisces of childhood. He still misses her terribly. Then he adds on a little more.] The only time I knew to avoid her is when she had a little too much wine. [Which just went to show that there was no such thing as a perfect parent.]