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| 8 | 130 | View more quotes about ivar">Ivar tore the golden string from her hair, loosening it. |
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| 8 | 127 | Ivar Forkbeard quickly pulled the bracelets and rings from her wrists and fingers. |
| 8 | 128 | He then threw from her neck the golden chains. |
| 8 | 129 | I pulled her to her feet, holding her wrists. |
| 8 | 130 | Ivar tore the golden string from her hair, loosening it. |
| 8 | 131 | It fell behind her, blond, below the small of her back. |
| 8 | 132 | He tore the collar of her gown back from her throat, opening it at her neck. |
| 8 | 133 | "Who are you?" she whispered. |