I don't know where you came from nor do I care but if you dared to disrespect your last Jarl as you just did me it is no wonder why you are no longer there, He would pay for it. Ragnar did not put up with disrespect; he did not give second chances for disrespect. If you think she can be so useful then you can go with her, Except it wasn't a suggestion. Ragnar meant it. I want both of you out of my territory now and if either of you come near these borders again you will not be leaving with your lives. Now get out of my home before I change my mind and kill you both now. You are banished from these lands, both of you. His words were spoken calmly, tail lashing viciously behind his haunches. Ragnar had every intention of giving his pack mates the kill on sight order and if they did not have the heart to do it, he would. Too many times had wolves trespassed and too many times had Ragnar taken captives. He didn't want another slave, he already had one, and he certainly didn't need some boy to tell him how to handle loners at his own borders. Odinn will disgrace you boy, Perhaps that was why Ragnar had always felt weary of him, beyond the almost bizarre similarities between the boy and his two sons.
Regardless, Ragnar was done with the pair of them, and if they defied him still then he would take them out of his borders by force and there would be blood shed and it would not be his own. They were lucky he didn't just kill them both now. Leave and never come back. Ragnar growled at them, snapping his teeth as he lunged after them, wanting them out of his territory and wanting them running with their tails tucked between their legs to the opposite side of the Teekon Wilds.