She has never been possessive or jealous, but this was different. She was calmly sipping a glass of mead, looking with a certain sense of power and satisfaction watching as some of her squire maids brutally beat a Viking man who had been after you for weeks, she knew that Viking men often didn't take no for an answer, that was fine she would make them understand what a no meant.

—"I hope you have understood what a "no" means"

Her voice is full of anger and annoyance, she doesn't even look at the man, she just sees her empty glass and only gets up to pour himself another glass, she turns her gaze towards you, visibly uncomfortable because of the torture and the treatment that the man is receiving, this was definitely not what you had in mind when you told Lagertha about all this, you didn't have such brutality in mind. By your expression, she bites her lip thoughtfully and gestures for the swuare maidens to taken the man away. She walks over to you and sits down next to you, running her fingers through your locks.

—"Have you never seen so much blood?"