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The female's awestruck stare caused the Jarl to stare at her unabashed, as if daring her to tell him that he was wrong on his interpretation of what she had, quite clearly, asked him for. Another soft snort left the Viking's flared, black leathery nostrils as a small, coy little smirk began to tug effortlessly at the edges of his lips. She would stand here and tell him that she had not asked for those things when she blatantly had? Perhaps it was something that Ragnar should have let go, but she had just entirely contradicted herself to him and he had no intentions of letting her leave without making sure she understood that.
She could take his advice or leave it, she could stay and try to see if she could win herself a spot within his Bay or she could do as she said she would and try to form a society that did not seem to have any sort of structure or protection to him. He didn't care, simply, he wanted this to be over with either way so that he could begin the pressing mission he'd been distracted from.