Goddesses of Alfheim

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius felt really awfully sorry for Amara, he was quickly thinking what to do and how to convince her ‘’ I know, and I don’t want that for you either…’’ he started to say and then he noticed Lagretha and raised his brow before smiling and bowing his head

‘‘ Yes, I am Fabius, welcome, Lagretha.’‘he confirmed and greeted her before kindly bowing his head to her.

Fabius then bit his bottom lip and sighed ‘’Meet me later if you can. Take care.’’ he mouthed carefully towards Amara, knowing that she can’t save her from Lagretha now or do anything yet, so he went back to his house and did some work while thinking if Amara was okay and nothing bad happened, he didn’t trust Bjorn at all and was not that fond of Ragnar.

The house was lavish. Even calling it a house was an understatement. Lagertha told her that the only people outside of the family who stayed the night with them was Ragnar’s best friends Floki and Athelstan. Right across the house there was a mead hall for the entertainment and business side of the clan. Somewhere along the way, the other women had returned to the front room where they had first met Amara. They all looked slightly nervous and Amara quickly figured out it had something to do with the group of men standing at the entrance. She took a deep breath and watched as they came closer. She had a good idea who was who based on which wife they went to. Lagertha brushed her hand down Amara’s arm as she passed and then she was gone, leaving Amara alone with the sons of Ragnar and their wives. One of the sons turned to the side to sweep his arm out to the group standing to his left. ‘’You’ve already had the pleasure of meeting our lovely wives. I am Ubbe.’’ He walked her over to the rest of the group and they collectively began to walk towards the mead hall. Amara had a feeling that her betrothed refused to come to greet her so they were bringing her to him. She was instantly on edge due to this uneven footing they’d unintentionally placed her on. Amara nodded at Ubbe when he stopped them at the double doors of whatever room Bjorn was hiding in. She made to open the door when Ubbe placed a hand on her shoulder. The look she gave him was sharp and he removed his hand. He jurked his head to the door. ‘’I’ll go in first. Bjorn is… difficult.’’ She quirked an eyebrow. ‘’Difficult is an understatement.’’ Ubbe tilted his head to the side and looked almost amused. ‘’To say the least. Anyway.’’ He glanced at his brothers and gestured forward and Hvitserk, Sigurd and Ivar followed him into the room. She instantnly heard muted voices behind the door. The voices increased in volume but Amara still couldn’t make out what they were saying. Torvi stood on her right side and Wibylle stood to her left. She felt hands on her arms and shook them off; she didn’t care if she hurt their feelings. She needed to walk in without support, show them that she wasn’t afraid.

The door opened and Ubbe nodded at her. She turned her head to face Torvi. ‘’If you don’t mind, I’d rather walk in alone.’’ Torvi glanced at Hvsiterk and hestitated. Amara ignored her and turned to the door, striding in with a confidence she didn’t feel. Bjorn was still arguing with his brothers, whispering harshly, gesturing with his hands. Sigurd looked smug as he listened to him rant. ‘’Bjorn, I’d like you to meet Amara, your fiance. Tomorrow you will be husband and wife.’’ Bjorn and Amara both tensed. She watched Bjorn’s back as he took several deep breaths; his shoulders rose and fell rapidly several times as he tried to gain control of himself. He whirled around and glared at her. His eyes were piercing and she felt it to her bones. He trailed his eyes over her, make sure to go slow. She felt heat rise to her cheek and her fists clenched even harder. He brought them back up to her face and grinned. It was malicious and dark, filled with hatred and resentment. He took a drink and swallowed before smacking his teeth and smirking. ‘’At least you’re pretty.’’ He sniffed and met her eyes. He raised his hand and stroked the backs of his fingers down her cheek. He was surprisingly gentle as he did it. He trailed his hand down her cheek and then her arm, leaving goosebumps as he went. He never broke eye contact with her and leaned forward, his warm breath ghosting over her face. She could smell the whiskey on his breath when he spoke. ‘’I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together.’’ He gripped her wrist suddenly and it was just tight enough to feel threatening. Her fight or flight insticts kicking in, Amara reached for the letter opener she saw on the table and pressed the point underneath his jaw. His eyes never widened and his touch never loosened but his mouth fell open en his grin widened. All the others were on their toes, waiting for him to react. He tilted his head down just enough so that she knew he acknowledged her threat. ‘’If you touch me again, without my permission, I’ll cut your balls of and feed them to you.’’ She watched his throat bob as he swallowed. His smile was slow as it crept across his face, releasing her wrist. Amara didn’t remove her weapon from his person and his smile fell. ‘’I understand, wife,’’ Amara swallowed thickly at his formal adress but dropped the letter opened back on the table before she runned out of the house.

Fabius had no idea what was happening now to Amara as he was in the place he was living in, not where she currently was.

So he and his dog enjoyed the day and he worked to get the house look even better and also in the garden to plant more trees, vegetables, fruits and flowers there.

He was thinking about making this his temporary house and he wanted his children to visit him. He missed them so much and he really wanted to see them again, he hated to be separated from them, but they knew that he'll see them soon and his family is taking care of them, so he was not worried.

After he did all he could for that day he had time for himself so he decided to enjoy it.

He took the harph and went to his garden. He sat under the tree and started to play on the instrument and sing a song his mother and sisters taught him to play and sing.

#ofgaunt #fabius!Viking

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius watched Amara and tried to figure out what curse was used on Amara, but had no time to do it because she spoke and he nodded and smirked ‘’ Yeah, Let’s I am ready ‘’ he said confidently in a whisper and then they were in a new place and then after recognizing it he nodded and then looked again at Amara. He felt really tired but he was sure it was nothing compared to how she feels now ‘’ Let’s rest a second… maybe it’ll make you feel a bit better ‘’ he whispered to her in a concern.

Her hands were shaking, shaking, shaking, as the dizzyness seemed to take over. Was this really the end? Was she really dying? Honestly, she didn’t know. Coughing up some more blood, she looked at him. ‘’Healing won’t work,’’ she muttered, wiping off the remaining residue from her bottom lip. ‘’I made an unbreakable vow.’’ After a few minutes of rest she pushed herself up before making a way towards Hogwarts. ‘’We can’t be seen together from now on. We need the element of surprise.’’ A slow smile crept across her face. She looked once more at Fabius before turning towards a door they’d finally reached. She took a deep breath through her nose to try to settle her racing heart but gave up and walked back towards the battle field.

Fabius sighed and nodded ''yeah, you're right. '' he agreed, in a heat of the moment he forgot that healing wouldn't work, but all he could do now is scold himself and think clearly from now on. He looked at her again and nodded '' Yes, I'll go later, another way. '' he agreed and then chewed on his bottom lip '' Be careful, Amara. '' he whispered and went to find another way to get to the place where the battle was happening.

He waited for some time and then entered the battle not the same way as Amara and immediately started to fight Death Eaters with spells and knocked some down. He still felt weak, but helped his friends with protecting innocent people and capturing the evil ones that attacked the castle.

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius looked at Amara sadly as she was healing him. He could tell how it was hurting her and it was making him feel mad and sad, he hated to see her in pain and know that she is hurting. He needed to find a way to help her. He had to. He won’t take no as an answer. He will help her and she’s going to be fine. He won’t let her die. He would rather die first than let it happen. ‘’ I am sure that there is some way, Amara. There has to be. ‘’ his voice was stronger and he felt stronger now. He stood up and nodded. He took her in his arms and kissed her forehead ‘’Yes, let’s go. ‘’ he whispered, ready to leave that place and help Amara.

Brown eyes became obsidian, instantly filling with regret. In all truth, Amara was far from being thrilled to get back to where they had just fled from., but she knew there was no other option. She wasn’t done yet. ‘’There’s no other way. I wish there was, but there isn’t.’’ She said, straightening up but not looking at Fabius. A little cry escaped from her lips as the pain became more visable, running her thumb along her neck, trying to stop the bleeding. Healing magic wouldn’t help, she was already cursed and the mark would prevent healing.

Inhaling deeply she could only grimace weakly. ‘’I’m ready.’’ The weight of the circumstance lighter with someone to share it with. ‘’Let’s give them hell,’’ The twinkle in her eyes had vanished and a glossy look shone over them. The brunette walked down the halls in silence before turning a corner and coming to a stop. Amara started feeling dizzy but she choose not to say anything. Grabbing onto his hand, she apparated them just outside on the grounds of Hogwarts. Amara took a much weaker expression than before, chewing on her bottomlip in concentration to not pass out after drawing such magic.

Fabius watched Amara and tried to figure out what curse was used on Amara, but had no time to do it because she spoke and he nodded and smirked ‘’ Yeah, Let’s I am ready ‘’ he said confidently in a whisper and then they were in a new place and then after recognizing it he nodded and then looked again at Amara. He felt really tired but he was sure it was nothing compared to how she feels now ‘’ Let’s rest a second... maybe it’ll make you feel a bit better ‘’ he whispered to her in a concern.

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius noticed Amara and he didn’t know what to say to her, he heard about her situation and that she is forced to marry Bjorn. He wanted to help her, but he didn’t know how to convince her.

He bit his bottom lip when he heard her speaking and he nodded ‘’ Yes, I’ve heard people talking about it’’ he confirmed whispering and sighing before frowning and nodding ‘’ right. So, you’ll let me help you, right?’’ he said in a hush so only she could hear him. He hoped that he’ll be able to do something for her

Her heart was pounding and the blood was rushing in her ears. It didn’t matter how many times she told herself not be vulnerable, she was. She couldn’t get rid of the overwhelming feeling of dread settling in her stomach. Amara couldn’t help but think bitterly that her days were supposed to be far ahead of her, instead of being in a forced marriage.

‘‘I didn’t wish for this. I can’t live like this.’‘ She took a shaky breath and pressed her hand to her chest. ‘‘How can you help me? How?’‘ The brunette turned when she heard a sudden gaggle of voices coming towards them. Three men and one woman were making their way down the hill, each one of them stood about tall as Fabius and the woman had her hair styled in intricate braids that flowed down her back in complicated loops and whirls. The one woman appeared to be in her fifties or sixties while the men looked no older than twenty-five or thirty. Their sight was striking. The woman approached first. She raised her hand between them and smiled brightly. ‘‘Good day, Fabius. —You must be Amara. I am Lagertha. I work for Ragnar.’‘ Amara nodded. Lagertha was an imposing figure. She had been Ragnar’s first wife and ten years later she had risen in the ranks of her own chapter and now served as Ragnar’s right hand. Lagertha stepped forward most immediately after introductions. ‘‘Amara, why don’t you let us show you around your new home. And your wedding dress. The man are… Working. The will return shortly.’‘ Amara narrowed her eyes but let the lie rest. With Björn’s lack of control she figured his father and brothers were working on getting him calm enough to interact with her. She thought about her own anger and betrayel at the announcement of her wedding and thought Björn’s anger must’ve far outshined her own. Amara could only grimace weakly towards Fabius as she turned away from him, following the bunch of people who’d come searching for her.

Fabius felt really awfully sorry for Amara, he was quickly thinking what to do and how to convince her ‘’ I know, and I don’t want that for you either...’’ he started to say and then he noticed Lagretha and raised his brow before smiling and bowing his head

‘‘ Yes, I am Fabius, welcome, Lagretha.’‘he confirmed and greeted her before kindly bowing his head to her.

Fabius then bit his bottom lip and sighed ‘’Meet me later if you can. Take care.’’ he mouthed carefully towards Amara, knowing that she can’t save her from Lagretha now or do anything yet, so he went back to his house and did some work while thinking if Amara was okay and nothing bad happened, he didn’t trust Bjorn at all and was not that fond of Ragnar.

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius hoped that even if Amara won’t agree to his offer she would still be fine. Though he really didn’t like or trust Ragnar, Rollo and especially not Björn. If he had a daughter he wouldn’t force her to marry a person she didn’t want to marry. Of course arranged marriages could turn out just fine, but they also could end really not well at all. Of course he understood why arranged marriages could help families and kingdoms, but he believed that at least those who are arranging the marriage should check first if the people who they are forcing to marry at least like each other and they treat each other kindly and with respect. Otherwise it would end in some tragedy that could have been avoided if only people cared more about not only money and gaining power but also about how two people that they forced to marry feel about each other. He was glad that at least his sister and brother won’t need to worry about arranged marriages as their parents told them to marry someone who they really love.

He though about Amara and if she’s fine a lot yesterday and now he was at his place and he knew that if Amara wanted to give him an answer she will know where to look for. He was playing with his dog outside and enjoying the day. He wanted to go to visit his family soon as he missed them, though he would never admit it to them.

Everything was a blur. Amara prided herself on her ability to get through tough situations. This situation, however, had no end in sight. She was going to have to spend the rest of her life with Björn Lothbrok. At least the rest of his life. She couldn’t imagine Ragnar would take kindly to her divorcing his son - or Rollo his nephew - during his lifetime. Probably ever, if she was honest with herself. She closed her eyes and took seveeral calming deep breaths. She willed the ache in her eyes to go away. An unfortunate side effect to her inability to cry in public. She’d gotten very good at keeping her tears at bay. From a young age, she felt that tears made her look weak and fragile when, in reality, she was neither of these things. She had never been weak or fagile, so so never cried in public. In the comfort of her own home, that was another thing entirely. She felt a few tears trail down her temples but that was all she would let escape. Crying didn’t help her situation.

She drew her eyebrows together when she passed the exit for the estate. She turned to look at the other people and none of them would meet her eyes. They looked guilty and Amara felt a ball of dread grow in her stomach. Soon enough, the copper eyes of Amara fell on Fabius, scrutinizing every inch if his being with a gaze heavier than stone. She noticed the look on his face. He knew. ‘’You already know,’’ with her words, she takes a small step forward, slightly sinking into the loose earth as she moves. ‘’Don’t look at me like that. I’d rather take my own life than marry a man like Björn. You know this.’’

Fabius noticed Amara and he didn’t know what to say to her, he heard about her situation and that she is forced to marry Bjorn. He wanted to help her, but he didn’t know how to convince her.

He bit his bottom lip when he heard her speaking and he nodded ‘’ Yes, I’ve heard people talking about it’’ he confirmed whispering and sighing before frowning and nodding ‘’ right. So, you’ll let me help you, right?’’ he said in a hush so only she could hear him. He hoped that he’ll be able to do something for her

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Fabius shook his head ‘’ It’s okay. I understand. It’s not like you really had a choice or you thought that you didn’t have other.’’ he whispered, not judging at all, as everybody made mistakes once, twice or more in their lives. And he was just glad that she was by his side. At least they were together now and no matter what he would not want to leave her now. Not now or ever again.

He nodded and let her do the healing, his mind was getting clearer and he started to wonder if his parents and siblings were okay. He hoped that they survived the battle. Losing them would really break him as much as if he lost Amara. But he was with her now and he was healing thanks to her. She was his priority now then finding his family ‘’ Tell me how can help you.’’ he pleaded, wondering if normal healing spells would work in her case… possibly not. But there needed to be a way to save her and he needed to find it before it’s too late.

Amara could feel her very soul screaming out even as she used her magic for healing him. Shaking her head lightly to get the feeling ouf of her head, she tried to pick up her pace, to be faster so they could get on with it. Her heart was pumping more blood throughout her system, her heard banging against her chest and The Mark began to hurt, although it took over. She swallowed thickly before speaking. ‘’I am not sure how, Fabius…’’ Her voice didn’t shake as much as she thought it would. It was a lot stronger than how she actually felt. It should have been satisfied, but somehow it sensed the pain inside her chest whenever she thought about him and the current situation they were in. ‘’I-I think we need to go back.’’ She’d barely spoken above a whisper but her voice seemed to echo throughout, hanging between them like ice.

Fabius looked at Amara sadly as she was healing him. He could tell how it was hurting her and it was making him feel mad and sad, he hated to see her in pain and know that she is hurting. He needed to find a way to help her. He had to. He won’t take no as an answer. He will help her and she’s going to be fine. He won’t let her die. He would rather die first than let it happen. ‘’ I am sure that there is some way, Amara. There has to be. ‘’ his voice was stronger and he felt stronger now. He stood up and nodded. He took her in his arms and kissed her forehead ‘’Yes, let’s go. ‘’ he whispered, ready to leave that place and help Amara.

#ofgaunt #wizard!Fabius

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius didn’t really understand what was going on right know until he looked at Amara and all his memories about her and about them came back.

One moment he was fighting Death Eaters with his family and friends beside him and next thing he knew when he opened his eyes he was somewhere he couldn’t quite recognize now and he and Amara were injured. His mind was a bit foggy and felt light headed, too.

He frowned as he looked at the woman that was talking to him and he knew he recognized her and once she started to talk his memories rushed back to him. And he felt more at ease. he felt like both of them were not in a good condition, like really badly hurt. But it all didn’t matter now. All that mattered was that he was here with her and they could die together

‘‘ Amara.’‘ his voice a bit hoarse as he spoke to her and wrapped his hand around her ‘‘ Darling, I’ll love you forever even in next life.’‘ he admitted but then frowned ‘‘ There is something we can do. I can’t lose you when I just get you back. we can’t die. ‘‘ he refused to just give up. There needed to be a way for them to heal. He was really determined to save her at all cost ‘‘ It’s going to be fine. ‘‘ he mumbled to assure them both and kissed her forehead.

Nothing but a whimper left bruised lips as she moved her body. Amara wanted to be strong for him, but she’s never seen him in that condition and it was horrible. ‘’I am sorry,’’ she muttered into his cloak, holding on tighter. ‘’This is all my fault, Fabius.’’ She knew what she had gotten herself into ever since she became a death eater. She was painfully aware of the consequences of her actions. He was all she had left and seeing him like this broke her, but she would be there for him as she promised, she wouldn’t leave him, she would be by his side. Pulling away, some strands were sticking to her face and she looked at him. She didn’t know what to say, she didn’t know what to do, only that using apparition turned out to be a good choice - at least now they were away from Hogwarts who’d become a battlefield.

‘’Let me help you,’’ Amara knelt over Fabius, drew her wand and traced it over the deep wounds the curses of the battle had made, muttering an incantation that sounded almost like a song. The flow of blood seemed to ease: fingertips wiped the residue from Fabius’s face and repeated her spell. Now the wounds seemed to be knitting. These were uncertain times, but one thing she knew, Fabius would heal and he would live. Her own destiny was that of an inevitable nature, being sealed with the Unbreakable Vow. But she wasn’t ready to give up. Not yet.

Fabius shook his head ‘’ It’s okay. I understand. It’s not like you really had a choice or you thought that you didn’t have other.’’ he whispered, not judging at all, as everybody made mistakes once, twice or more in their lives. And he was just glad that she was by his side. At least they were together now and no matter what he would not want to leave her now. Not now or ever again.

He nodded and let her do the healing, his mind was getting clearer and he started to wonder if his parents and siblings were okay. He hoped that they survived the battle. Losing them would really break him as much as if he lost Amara. But he was with her now and he was healing thanks to her. She was his priority now then finding his family ‘’ Tell me how can help you.’’ he pleaded, wondering if normal healing spells would work in her case... possibly not. But there needed to be a way to save her and he needed to find it before it’s too late.

goddessesofalfheim:

Fabius nodded as he didn’t really expected answer from Amara now, so he was not really disappointed or hurt. He believed that he may understood the position she is and that it’s really not easy for her now, and to trust like complete stranger and not question their motive would have been foolish for anybody, so he hummed ‘’ Of course. I can give you as much time you need. he said with a soft smile and then looked back at the entrance ‘’ I’ll leave you alone now. Be safe. ‘’ he announced and bowed to her. He believed that maybe it is better to give Amara her time alone she deserved and not to bother her. And to be frank he didn’t know what else they could talk about or any reason to stay inside. He could always protect her from outside and if she needed anything he could come. He turned back his body and was ready to leave.

That evening Amara stared deep into the flames flutting in the fireplace in the mead hall. A glass of beer hung, untouched, from her fingers. Her eyes were unfocused, deep in thought, thinking about Fabius’ offer. She shifted when she heard the door open and the clatter of Rollo’s men. She gazed at them now. Ragnar, standing proud and tall in front of his brother, Ubbe standing beside him. Frode and Sigurd quickly helped themselves to Rollo’s liquar shelf. Björn was the only one missing. Björn was the purpose of this meeting, she figured. The brunette moved away from her seat, wishing to not participate in this conversation. But she had to stay instead.

She stood in front of them, her face void of emotion though inside she was a raging storm. Her back was rigid and her whole body was tense. She felt like she did before a fight, her instincts kicking in and her adrenaline pumping. Ragnar was looking at her with something akin to fright and pity. She swallowed thicky before speaking. ‘’What am I supposed to say?’’ Her voice didn’t shake as much as she thought it would. It was a lot stronger than Rollo’s was when he had told her the news. ‘’You decided,’’ She downed her beer and slammed the glass back down onto the table it came from. Rollo shook his head as she spointed a threatening finger at him. ‘’Yes, I decided that the best way to keep yourself alive is to marry you off to Björn.’’ She sniffed in disdain, feeling hot tears of betrayal and anger well up in her eyes. Pushing them back, she stared at him. Her golden hues were hard as winter ice, aiming rage and resent at Rollo and his men. By now Amara knew everything about Björn; the story surrounding his birth, his childhood, his sadistic tendencies, how he killed his brother, how he enjoyed killing. ‘’Enough, Amara.’’ She began to retreat from the room. ‘’The day after tomorrow you will marry Björn, whether you like it or not.’’

Fabius hoped that even if Amara won’t agree to his offer she would still be fine. Though he really didn’t like or trust Ragnar, Rollo and especially not Björn. If he had a daughter he wouldn’t force her to marry a person she didn’t want to marry. Of course arranged marriages could turn out just fine, but they also could end really not well at all. Of course he understood why arranged marriages could help families and kingdoms, but he believed that at least those who are arranging the marriage should check first if the people who they are forcing to marry at least like each other and they treat each other kindly and with respect. Otherwise it would end in some tragedy that could have been avoided if only people cared more about not only money and gaining power but also about how two people that they forced to marry feel about each other. He was glad that at least his sister and brother won’t need to worry about arranged marriages as their parents told them to marry someone who they really love.

He though about Amara and if she’s fine a lot yesterday and now he was at his place and he knew that if Amara wanted to give him an answer she will know where to look for. He was playing with his dog outside and enjoying the day. He wanted to go to visit his family soon as he missed them, though he would never admit it to them.

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Fabius frowned and nodded, he understood that she may still not trust him and he didn’t blame her, no. Of course he was glad that he came from a like noble family, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t risk it to help the others, even if it seemed so. But people often were forgetting that even if he seemed coldhearted and reserved he was a good person and helped the others and could be generous and want nothing in return when people couldn’t give him anything in return. He had like everything and he wouldn’t want take money from Amara or force himself upon her because he wasn’t that kind of guy really.

‘‘ Ah, well. Yes. I could help you. With me you would never worry about being mistreated because I wouldn’t allow that. Even if it meant risking my position. You would be safe and it’s all I want. And you would be able to do what you want. I would never want anything in return if it means that I can help make someone’s life even a bit better. ‘‘ he said frankly as he looked at her gently ‘‘ so, please, think about it. ‘‘ he asked and bowed his head. he hoped that she would consider what he has just said. He really wanted to help her. But he would respect her choice.

This was not how it was supposed to be. From a young age, she had been warned of an arranged marriage, possibily to a Spanish or French royal. The marriage would be nothing more than a political move, an alliance between nations that would move toward the great good of the people. The stunning royal was schooled in both the Spanish and French languages,and dialects, she had learned their customs and habits and did her best to mold herself into a prospective queen fit for a king of either land. And yet, God had seen to send her on a different path - a strange path that none of her tutors could have braced her for. After a few moments of silence she finally spoke, ‘’I will consider it.’’ Amara moved around him and began to walk toward the chamber door. ‘’Give me a day to think about it.’’

Fabius nodded as he didn’t really expected answer from Amara now, so he was not really disappointed or hurt. He believed that he may understood the position she is and that it’s really not easy for her now, and to trust like complete stranger and not question their motive would have been foolish for anybody, so he hummed ‘’ Of course. I can give you as much time you need. he said with a soft smile and then looked back at the entrance ‘’ I’ll leave you alone now. Be safe. ‘’ he announced and bowed to her. He believed that maybe it is better to give Amara her time alone she deserved and not to bother her. And to be frank he didn’t know what else they could talk about or any reason to stay inside. He could always protect her from outside and if she needed anything he could come. He turned back his body and was ready to leave.

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Fabius walked in and his eyes widened a bit and he raised his brow after he heard her say about the wedding proposition from the other man ‘’ oh… I see..’’ he hummed and he wondered what she was thinking about it and if she agreed ‘’ and what did you say to it?’’ he asked softly, hoping that she would still run away with him and he could save her. He really wanted her to be free and happy but if she wanted to marry that man he would understand, but he still thought that she would be making a mistake.

She’d spent the past moments mulling over the possibilities, considering, and then quickly discarding most of the options. It turned out a bunch of half-mad, sadistic Danes didn’t make the make for the best candidates when it came to protection. Ragnar was probably the only one of the lot who held anything at all resembling some kind of affection for her, but he was also one of the only ones to look away when she’s being mistreated. And there was Fabius, but Amara was almost certain that she wasn’t of any particular interest to him. His lineage made him a great suitor , forming a new alliance, something that would intrigue her family for sure, but then again, he was still one of the Danes, he wouldn’t help her and risk his own position without something in return, she figured. ‘’I told him that I will consider his proposal.’’ She lied. ‘’But do I have another choice?’’

Fabius frowned and nodded, he understood that she may still not trust him and he didn’t blame her, no. Of course he was glad that he came from a like noble family, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t risk it to help the others, even if it seemed so. But people often were forgetting that even if he seemed coldhearted and reserved he was a good person and helped the others and could be generous and want nothing in return when people couldn’t give him anything in return. He had like everything and he wouldn’t want take money from Amara or force himself upon her because he wasn’t that kind of guy really.

‘‘ Ah, well. Yes. I could help you. With me you would never worry about being mistreated because I wouldn't allow that. Even if it meant risking my position. You would be safe and it’s all I want. And you would be able to do what you want. I would never want anything in return if it means that I can help make someone’s life even a bit better. ‘‘ he said frankly as he looked at her gently ‘‘ so, please, think about it. ‘‘ he asked and bowed his head. he hoped that she would consider what he has just said. He really wanted to help her. But he would respect her choice.

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The rain poured on in the background, broken up only by the occasional low rumble of thunder. Amara stumbled through muddied terrain, the sound of panting and faint choking filling the air, as well as hestant footsteps. She couldn’t help but think bitterly that her last days were supposed to be far ahead of her, instead of dying alone in the middle of nowhere. Her hands were shaking, as though the blood dripping off her fingertips stole away her control. Amara could only grimace weakly as her back gently hit the stone floor of the alley. The breath caught in her throat as she looked at it, the crimson of her blood spilling on the ground over and out unto gushes and gurgles, as tears mixed with the blood beneath her. It was indeed a malodorous way to die, already weakened due to her previous injuries from battle, against far too many Death Eaters.

‘‘Please remember.’‘ Bitterness easily rolled off her tongue with each word, teal eyes trying their best to regain focus again as they stared at trembling fingers. This was something she had called upon herself and now it had come back to bite her in the ass. She felt her heart beat rapidly in her chest as a feeling of fear cursed through her veins, rather than the blood her heart was pumping. ‘’I want you to remember.’’ A mutter finally left bruised lips as she raised her gaze to meet his, feeling disgustingly exposed and vulnerable in such a position. ‘‘You are by far the greatest thing that ever happened to me. The fact I get to die knowing I was loved. Not just by anyone. By you, Fabius.’‘ Wrapping her hand around his arm, she hid her face in his cloak, closing her eyes quickly, but even in the dark, Fabius was all she saw in that moment, the dark circles underneath his eyes, the pale skin. ‘‘I am sorry’‘, she whispered and cried a bit louder as the pain against her skin became more visible. But in that moment it didn’t even matter, the pain in her heart was bigger than the pain the injuries could possibly cause her body.

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Fabius didn’t really understand what was going on right know until he looked at Amara and all his memories about her and about them came back.

One moment he was fighting Death Eaters with his family and friends beside him and next thing he knew when he opened his eyes he was somewhere he couldn’t quite recognize now and he and Amara were injured. His mind was a bit foggy and felt light headed, too.

He frowned as he looked at the woman that was talking to him and he knew he recognized her and once she started to talk his memories rushed back to him. And he felt more at ease. he felt like both of them were not in a good condition, like really badly hurt. But it all didn’t matter now. All that mattered was that he was here with her and they could die together

‘‘ Amara.’‘ his voice a bit hoarse as he spoke to her and wrapped his hand around her ‘‘ Darling, I’ll love you forever even in next life.’‘ he admitted but then frowned ‘‘ There is something we can do. I can’t lose you when I just get you back. we can’t die. ‘‘ he refused to just give up. There needed to be a way for them to heal. He was really determined to save her at all cost ‘‘ It’s going to be fine. ‘‘ he mumbled to assure them both and kissed her forehead.

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Second Wizarding War

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Fabius watched her closely and never moved an inch when she was coming closer to him, of course he was really surprised how closely she came to him he was waiting eagerly for her to say something, the tension clear when he looked back into his eyes, her beautiful brown eyes that he often got lost in them. He listened eagerly to what she wanted to say and he was surprised a bit when she grabbed him, stood still and he listens to her carefully and nods, forming a words in his mind to what to say back to her, wanting to comfort her then he was astonished even more by her touches and then kiss, and he would lie if he said that he did not enjoy it, it shocked him only a tiny bit, but he enjoyed it, what shocked him the most was her confession how she feels about him, but it made him happy and his heart started to beat faster. he was always the one who hated when someone invaded his personal space, but with her he did not mind, she was always special to him, so he kissed her back and pouted when she pulled away and moved back ‘’ I… I know, Amara, but everyone has a secrets and well, all of that it does not mean that we cannot face it together, that I cannot be there to support you and help you as much as I can. I… I really do care about you, I have a feelings for you. I do not want to stop you… I want to help you. ‘’ he confessed as he said to her, panic washing over him as he was so frightened that he will lose her and never see her again, oh, how he wanted to embrace her and kiss her.

Leaving him alone feels wrong in a thousand ways she cannot define though unwilling to delve too deeply into her own reasoning, she will not abondon him. A hand finds his arm, and she is surprised to feel tension there. As if he is bracing himself against pain that will not show on his face. ‘’I made an unbreakable vow. Should I break it, I will die.’’ She says, a hint of steel bleeding into her voice. ‘’We all know what is coming… I have made my choice. I have to be at the battle, only then I can filfill my role. Only then I will be able to complete the vow.’’ Amara’s hues never left his face. ‘’If you wish to help me you need to return to Hogwarts and prepare everyone – for battle. We will see each other again soon, I promise.’’ She breathed out, becoming aware of the expression on his face, panic washing over him.. ‘’Promise me one thing.’’ Her lips barely parting as she whispered under her breathe. ‘’Trust me.’’

Fabius felt a bit at ease when she touched his arm, he looked her in the eyes and then listened to him and he knew and understood now more, he was just sad that he couldn’t do more for her and that there is no other way, but they would see each other again and maybe it will be alright in the end, he had a hope. He nodded ‘’ Okay, I understand and will do it.... and I do trust you, I promise you. No matter what I trust you. ‘’ he said a bit softly but seriously and nodded as he caressed her hand he did not want to let go, he wanted like to stop time for everyone else but them both so they would never be apart, but he knew they needed to go now and he needed to help the others and do what he could to protect the students and everybody.

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Fabius narrowed his eyes at Ragnar but bowed his head to him with respect as he left Amaranthe’s room, he didn’t trust the other man at all and he knew he needed to help Amarathe to escape this place as soon as possible, even now or in few hours or whenever. He went to a place close enough so he would see when Ragnar would leave but at the same time Ragnar wouldn’t notice Fabius. He thought about trying to hear what Ragnar and Amaranthe are talking about, but he didn’t want to be caught by Ragnar, so he didn’t hear their conversation. He saw Ragnar leave and when he could no longer see the other man he headed to Amaranthe’s room and knocked ‘’ hey… may I come in? ‘’ he whispered loud enough so only she could hear him.

Amaranthe doesn’t know how long it has been. Her guess is not long enough, since the memory still brought a bitter taste in her mouth. She remembered how she counted the first days, weeks and months. How determined she was to escape and return to her family, but she had to wait until the moment was right. The days became months, the months became years. It had been almost 2 years ago when she was abducted. She imagined herself back in her chambers, glancing at the small patch of sunlight that poured through her window, the small pieces of pollen dancing in the stream of light. All she had felt for the last six months was the icy wind that would take her brath away and the dull grey sun bringing the slightest of warmth, and she was beginning to become desperate for that feeling again. Amaranthe opened her eyes and reminded herself of her location. Amaranthe was pulled back into reality as the sounds at the door distrubed her peace. The voice wasn’t Ragnar’s; it was younger and softer. ‘’Yes, you may enter.’’ The answer was but a whisper.

She was still in shock. She didn’t know what to say about the whole situation. The girl began to zone out, her thoughts rambling inside her head. Suddenly, her mouth spoke before she could even proess it. ‘’A man has made a proposition to me.’’ Her face became red, realizing what she just told him but recovered shortly, adding on to her statement to let him know that she meant to say it. ‘’A wedding preposition.’’ She whispered, her voice filled with the tension of weight pulling at her shoulders.

Fabius walked in and his eyes widened a bit and he raised his brow after he heard her say about the wedding proposition from the other man ‘’ oh... I see..’’ he hummed and he wondered what she was thinking about it and if she agreed ‘’ and what did you say to it?’’ he asked softly, hoping that she would still run away with him and he could save her. He really wanted her to be free and happy but if she wanted to marry that man he would understand, but he still thought that she would be making a mistake.