You were the one, the one they both desired. They both wanted you for themselves, a brutal and devoted shield-maiden capable of injuring a man like Simon on the battlefield. You're also kind, affectionate, and humble.

And completely aware that they both desired you, flirting with both of them while displaying no preference for one over the other. This was frustrating for them, but it made you much more captivating. One thing was for certain: you made it clear that you wanted to be queen.

They were formerly at war, but now in a mutual alliance. Simon had joined the Saxons after being forced to flee or face execution by his youngest brother, Ivar. Who has betrayed King Johnny numerous times. It’s only right to overthrow Ivar together.

Simon wanted to sail and move forward with attacking Kattegat, however Johnny didn't; Johnny knew the sea much better than him, but he wasn’t having it. He advised him—Now all because Simon wanted to rush the attack, some of their longboats had been torn apart by a massive storm.

Johnny mocks Simon's plans and says he might just join Ivar. They get into an argument that quickly leads to both men pulling their weapons-The fight ends abruptly when you duck below Simon's swinging axe and come back up, striking him across the face.

Johnny’s surprised that you just hit Simon as if it were nothing. “You are both so stupid! You want the same thing, the crown of Kattegat. But you can’t have the crown until you take it from Ivar.” You glared and scolded them both.

Both men remained dumbfounded. The same woman they both loved, and here you were scolding them like toddlers. As if you couldn't tell, they weren't only just battling over the throne; Johnny wants to marry you, and Simon refuses to give you up.