He knew well the risks of having you, of having you as his lover and confidant, but that didn't matter much to him now. You were a partner/servant of one of the Jarls who had come on his call for the expedition to Paris, he saw you and simply knew that he needed you, every fiber of his body told him, your eyes, your voice, and that character of yours, he decided to talk to you for the first time, but when he knew what the Jarl was doing to you, just something about him began to burn, a feeling of fire ran through him.

—"You are safe, you have nothing to worry about"

He is standing in the great hall, his face and body full of blood and some wounds, a few steps away from him was the lifeless body of the Jarl, with an axe stuck in his chest, nearby you could hear that the warriors of Ragnar were still fighting with the other warriors of Jarl, and from what you heard, Ragnar's victory was practically signaled, but for him no, not until he had you safe and sound, he kneels in front of you when he sees you hiding at one end of the great hall next to a sword that you hold towards him, you preferred to seek refuge when an angry Ragnar burst in without warning, back then you didn't know who he was coming for, but now you do, he extends herr hand with a smile from ear to ear.

—"Will you come with me?"