Keep What You Steal (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

They moved onto the ship and they were greeted with a chorus of hollering.
"Another success, chief!"
 
It was a large ship but not extravagant. Simple and strong like he seemed to be. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
 
His village was beautiful. Bigger than hers was. And his home was as simple as he was. The mead hall was large and fit almost the whole population. It was nice, if not jarring.
 
She found herself waking in the night, feeling very much out of her home. Right. She wasn't at home anymore.
 
With a man that wasn't her husband. Granted, he was kinder and more handsome, but it was still out of place.
 
It was deathly quiet and pitch dark, but she knew the layout of the house well enough by now. Derek slept like a log so it never bothered him when she left.
 
It was a beautiful place. Far more mysterious than her own home, that was for certain. Cold and harsh, but she loved it.
 
He moved toward her and held her from behind, his arms strong but gentle around her, "It's still uncomfortable for you, isn't it..?"
 
He frowned softly and stood with her for a moment longer before pulling her back to bed. He did what he could to make her happy, perhaps she needed to find a spark. She knew how to fight, maybe that would help?
 
He sighed softly, their binding was soon and he was beginning to think this was all a horrible idea.
 
When the day of their union arrived, they had a rather lovely ceremony outside. Raven was given a handmade gown and the women her age helped her weave flowers in her hair. When they met together, he was stricken by her. He was convinced now that she truly was Freya. She was as beautiful as the Goddess of War Herself. He was...honestly in love.
 
He took her hands gently, expression gentle as he allowed the priest to begin tying their wrists and hands, "My very own War Goddess..." He answered.
 
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