"So, Ryker, how is your little wife doing? Has she torn you to shreds yet?" Viggo asked, deliberately annoying and antagonizing his older brother. Viggo had arranged a marriage between his brother and a maiden of similar age and high status to garner both a wider market and the possibility of an heir.

Viggo would have do it himself but he found the process too mundane.

Ryker grit his teeth "She is the most hard headed, impulsive wench in the entire archipelago." It was no secret Ryker held distain towards her, after (unfortunately) having to knock her up, she had been irritable and snappy with him; even throwing him out of their bed more than once.

"I understand you don't enjoy this new union but it is for the greater good of our name... She makes a rather good shield as well, hiccup and his rides wouldn't dare hit a defenseless pregnant woman." Viggo said diplomatically.