Stavanger Bay Chasing the horizon

Ragnar let out a soft, mirthless chuckle when the Amazon woman spat that she didn't care if he knew who he was or not that she intended to take him home, regardless. The mental of image of the woman at their borders attempting to make his stolen son do something he didn't want to do was an amusing one and the scarred Scandinavian made no attempts to hide his arrogant smirk. She knew Tezcacoatl — whatever the boy had been before Ragnar and Floki had made him into Týrr, a mortal image of the God whose name he shared — she didn't know Týrr. The stolen Prince of the Amazons had two different wolves, two personalities and two lives within him and Ragnar was overly confident that the Scandinavian was the more dominant. What boy wanted to bear a false title of Prince knowing that the feral woman of his birth pack would never truly give him the respect that they afforded one another? Quetzalcoatl had been soft, had loved her spawn and her weakness had drug him into a path of his own destruction. Ragnar liked to believe that he had saved the boy from that. Gave him the chance to choose his own path.

This little girl thought she was going to take the Heathen Prince back to her Queen and that all would be as it once was. She and her Queen were of no consequence to Ragnar. He had once delved to have her Quetzalcoatl but he could never bring himself to grovel at her feet like a slave. He was not her slave — he was no one's slave. Thistle surprised Ragnar when she went off on a rant to the Amazon woman, especially given how poorly Tyrr had received her and Tveir. He hated to burst his Queen wife's bubble but she did not know who or what she was challenging in defense of his stolen son. Thistle wasn't a trained fighter and the Amazon was ...that was what they lived to do. Fight, and they were impressive. And ruthless. He did not tell Thistle that, keeping his lips shut not wanting the Amazon to know there were rifts between them. It annoyed Ragnar some when Thistle dismissed the woman, ordering her from their borders. Who said he was done leading the Amazon woman on with his riddles? He had only gotten started. He suffered an ...unfortunate head injury and knows nothing of who he once was. Ragnar informed the Amazon. I would like to see you try to force him into leaving with you. If he knew the concept of money or had anything he could use as money he would have paid to see it.

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