“This is a stupid way to get her killed. Not that I’m complaining about that, you know as soon as you get to Bellos the skald will just tie you down no matter what. But no yeah she’s definitely going to die.” Kaden seeming overly negative had also seemed to agree with our little declaration. I mean it makes sense, Oryn goes home and threatens to abdicate in a similar manner to his father all those years ago unless the Skald agrees to listen to his terms.
“If I may,” Katrina sat beside me on the grass. “Does this mean you’re agreeing to take responsibility? Does this mean you’ll go back home for good?”
Oryn going home means he’ll have to shoulder the duty of being king.
King, somehow the term seems so arbitrary to me. Almost like it hasn’t really sunken in that the man I’m in
