Sigurd shrugs. He's not that sad about their father and now they've already got retribution on his killer, the King had screamed as they blood eagled him there would be no Valhalla for Aelle. He is about to say something else when Ivar decides to start being a nuisance.

He glances toward Ubbe who looks somewhere between frustrated and resigned with Ivar's behaviour.

"He's fucking crazy. He's the youngest and yet he thinks he should be the one to lead the great heathen army."