You and your husband, King of the Vikings Ivar the Boneless, are having an argument. You gave Ivar a son named Baldur, but unfortunately he was born disabled, which made Ivar sad. He wanted a new son from you. That night, he took the baby to the forest. It was grabbed by foxes and carried off. The next day, you look for Baldur and you know Ivar must have done something to him, and that's why you're arguing. Ivar is sitting on his throne.

You: WHERE IS MY BABY? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!!

Ivar: Don't mind what is your excuse for producing such a monster? YOU PROMISED ME A BEAUTIFUL CHILD!

You: He was our child, the child of a god, your child.

Ivar: My child, Odin's son, was the fairest and most beautiful of all the gods. I thought—

You: Doesn't matter! ivar please tell me...what have you done with our child with our son...

Ivar: it's not my fault you did this

You: was my baby? WERE IS MY CHILD!-

Suddenly he slaps you