“Speak their names.” He said reluctantly.
“The Chieftain of Bjorgvin is named Rurik. He is a mighty warrior well known along the coasts for his raids in the Fin Lands. His son is also an accomplished fighter called Audan Rurikson.” Bendick smirked and waved a hand at the messenger.
“I have not heard of these men. How do we know they can be trusted? How do we know that their word is true and that this is not some folly or trick? Perhaps it is they who are sending a contingent to our walls. It has been long since neighbors have attempted to take the gates of Romsdalon, for they know that these walls are and have always been impenetrable by large armies.” A fist slammed against the crescent moon table and the ravens began to caw and hiss in anger.
“This is ridiculous!” Drottinn Kolgrim sna
