NINETEEN
"We agreed on this. I told you war was coming."
Reidar didn't say anything, but he glared plenty.
"There's no excuse now," Rudolf continued. "Let me return home, with the men you promised. You have your heir. Two, even. And a queen who will no doubt give you more if you ask her."
It was the mention of Queen Sativa that did it. "You have a perverse obsession with my queen!" Reidar snapped.
"Send me away, then, as far from her as you can." Rudolf had told him many times he didn't care for Reidar's wife, but since that one flippant comment the day he met her, Reidar wouldn't believe him. Jealous fool.
"That's what she says, too."
This was new.
"Sativa says we must not concede territory we might need to divide among our sons. Even the islands at the edge of the world."
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