"We won't know unless you agree to try this," he says, which isn't really a yes or no answer. In truth, Ivar's unsure of if he really can set aside sixteen years worth of resentment to be able to work with his older brother. At least he can make the best attempt that he can instead of giving up before they've even started.
"I'll take that as a yes," he says with a touch of smugness. Ivar is definitely used to getting his way no matter what. He'll just continue to wear Sigurd down until he agrees with him.
Over the next couple of weeks, as Sigurd was still healing, they began to get along a little bit better. There was less bite and anger in their words to each other. Now that Sigurd was almost back on his feet, it was time to continue with their raids of England.
Ivar had turned his eyes towards a prime target: York. But he needed someone to back him up on this. "Sigurd, I need your help convincing the others that this is the right course of action."
It’d been slightly easier to get along with Ivar. Maybe it was both of them making the effort or the fact that Ivar wasn’t hovering quite as much. He still finds it a bit jarring when the other says he needs his help and it does make the older teen smirk slightly.
“Since when did you care if they were convinced or not, Ivar. The army follows you.”
"It's better to show a united force than to be divided." He'd seen in his mind what would happen if Sigurd had died. They would have all had their own agendas, and while Ivar likely would have made his succeed through sheer stubbornness, it was better for the army to think the brothers were still solid.
Sigurd contemplated that answer and he supposed that Ivar is right about that. He knows that Ivar’s previous behavior hadn’t endeared Ubbe to his cause but Hvitserk is much easier to consider swaying.
“We should start with Hvitserk.”
Björn has already made it clear he intends to go galavanting elsewhere.
"Alright. He's not too smart, so he should listen to reason." Was that a terrible thing to say about his own brother? Probably, but it's also the honest truth. Hvitserk will never be the brains of the operation they have going on.
"You should be the one to approach Ubbe. He's liable to listen to anything you have to say right now." Perhaps he was still feeling nervous or sorry for Sigurd since he'd come so close to losing his life. They could use such sentiment to their advantage.
Sigurd looks amused and he nods in agreement. He can't exactly argue or defend Hvitserk there, the other had never been particularly smart and he was good at following what he's told to do really. He'd never had his own ideas about almost anything.
"He generally always listens to you too," Sigurd points out but then he shrugs. "I"ll talk to him."
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“Maybe.”
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“Fine, Ivar. Now will you stop following me around like a dog?”
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should we do another time skip?
Sounds good!
Ivar had turned his eyes towards a prime target: York. But he needed someone to back him up on this. "Sigurd, I need your help convincing the others that this is the right course of action."
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“Since when did you care if they were convinced or not, Ivar. The army follows you.”
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“We should start with Hvitserk.”
Björn has already made it clear he intends to go galavanting elsewhere.
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"You should be the one to approach Ubbe. He's liable to listen to anything you have to say right now." Perhaps he was still feeling nervous or sorry for Sigurd since he'd come so close to losing his life. They could use such sentiment to their advantage.
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"He generally always listens to you too," Sigurd points out but then he shrugs. "I"ll talk to him."