"Then survive, after all, he's a lord. I can't just say kill him outright," Ragnar filled a glass of wine and continued, "But will your friend forgive him? Ten years ago, he was the only one who came back alive. Will his anger be appeased?"
The voice was light, yet fell like a heavy hammer, and in an instant everything seemed to have a reasonable explanation.
Ragnar couldn't influence Ingwig's personnel selection, he couldn't actively appoint Bola to participate in this action… meaning, he just exploited this situation, which hardly counts as exploitation; Ragnar merely spoke of what might happen in the future.
"Your mind is too meticulous, not like a Viking."
Lorenzo didn't know whether to admire or to fear.
"As a king, it's a required course, Mr. Holmes."
Ragnar leaned against the side, drinking.
