Sleeping Dragon by means which have never yet been tried

It was realized that he’d acquired the attention that he wanted when his father’s tongue slid across his head, making him then understand that he’d not been disregarded entirely. He was silent, waiting to see if the man might have anything to say, but there came not a single word. The lack of conversation told him that he would be permitted to speak, which he was somewhat reluctant to do. It’d taken him a second—as well as a reminder of why he needed to speak—to find his voice and the words that he wanted to say. The second he’d figured everything out, however, he was direct.

“Hef laksen Freyja op,” he began. Though it had not been a physical assault, Hvitserk still felt as if his sister had been attacked given that all of her hard work was torn to pieces. It wasn’t right, and so the culprit would be forced to pay for what he had done. “Ai gaf em wan op.” Not so much for having destroyed a cache, but for having threatened his sister in a way that had made her warn the boy of him. Due to that, he wanted him to be permanently removed.