FOURTEEN
Rudolf had never liked the wait before a battle began. His armour hugged him like a protective parent, though he wished he'd forgone his helm for this battle. He wanted to see things clearly, and he was willing to risk his head to do so. Truth be told, he wanted to see how his cousin fought, and generalled the battle, but Reidar had placed him on one wing while the king himself stood in the other. Once the fighting began, he wouldn't be able to see across the Opplander army, for their men stood as tall as Vikens. Well, they must be kin, however distant, if they thought to claim Reidar's throne.
That, or fools who didn't care if they died.
Rudolf surveyed the Viken army. The Opplanders were fools indeed, no matter whose kin they were.
A roar rose up, commanding the Vikens to
