It was not with fear nor intimidation that he led his wolves; he cared too much about them, loved them all in different ways — it was only around strangers and trespassers that the Northerner implored such techniques but because he had a point to get across. Ragnar shook his head, dispelling the words that Adair had thrown at him, child like, because Ragnar would not accept him nor his gifts. He had been meaning to head to the Spine to see if he could find the wolf that held the responsibility of harming Julooke. He had figured that it was something Verrine would have wanted to be apart of, but with his children soon for the world it was not something Ragnar could, nor would, ask of him. Ragnar had no qualms with going alone. He did not fear the Spine wolves, nor did he fear death. And they could try to kill him, if they so wished, but Odinn had promised him a long and ardent life, full of success, and children. Ragnar had a long way to go yet, he knew, and the All-Father, Ragnar believed, would not let his most faithful servant down. Scarred ear twitched in Verrine's direction, cupping to the side when the Ostrega began to speak, learning quickly the nature of advice that Verrine sought when the other man — one of Ragnar's most trusted — started off with Julooke and the state of her pregnancy.
Verrine admitted that he was nervous — something that Ragnar understood well. He had not known how to deal with such young children in any compacity. Tyrr had been almost a year old when Floki and him had attacked him and in the wake of the Amazon boy's amnesia spun the tale that he was Ragnar's son. The part of rearing him had already been taken care of for Ragnar, all he had to do was convince the boy of false memories. He had already been trained well, too. Over time, Ragnar had came to love the boy as his own all the same. Regardless, no 'fathering' had to be done where Tyrr was concerned. Sveið had kept Bragi and her entire pregnancy from him, entirely, and so he had no part in his only blood son's life; and the litter Dagmar had bore him had been all still born. That was all Ragnar had known of as far as Pregnancy went — what it looked like when children were born already in the Hall of Valhalla. It was hardly pretty and the death of their children inside his third wives' womb had upset her greatly. Every man worries about that Verrine, Ragnar offered the Ostrega with a soft smile. Even I, Despite how Ragnar had used big talk of it not being his first time as a father it had been his first time with a successful litter and he still was not overly confident he had, as Verrine had put it, done right with his children despite Verrine's surprising compliment.
I do not know if I agree with you, but thank you, Was taking a second wife something that could be considered what a good father did? Ragnar didn't know; and there was always the concern that Thistle's mood about it would make Gunnar resent him, down the road. It was apart of Ragnar's culture and he loved both women. It wasn't as if he were trading one for the other. That was a whole sea of complicated fish that he did not want to open. Especially after things seemed to have calmed down a bit in that area of Ragnar's life, of which he was grateful for. I'll do my best. Is there anything in particular you're nervous about? If Verrine could give him specifics, it would work in the Ostrega's favor because Ragnar would have something specific to offer in return.