Moonspear this is the art of breaking

She spoke that she thought Charon as young and rash, as to which Tev agreed with — never mind that he probably rivaled Charon for those traits being younger than his older brother and if going after a bear on his own could be considered rash (perhaps that one was just plain, old stupidity on Tev's part). The truth was: he had no room to talk about his feelings and opinions on Charon's leading abilities. It wasn't as if he had any proof he could do a better job — especially since his own opinion likely did not count as a vote. “I don't believe that,” Tev contradicted her when she spoke that she hadn't been a good mother or leader even if she added the words “for a while”. “You were mourning father's dead and there is no shame in that, even if the Northmen celebrate death.” Did the celebration and choice of death take away the pain of loss? Tev didn't think that it would. He didn't know for sure: he had been too young when Ragnar had been slain, after all. 

“So basically he stepped all over your authority so he can call himself a King?" What an ass. “Floki?” Tev asked sharply, more sharp than he'd originally intended. His twin had sided against their own mother? The true leader of Stavanger Bay? “What would father have said? He founded the Bay and now strangers can just do whatever they please in my birthplace.” Tev couldn't explain why that crawled under his skin like a persistent bug. Yet, it did. Perhaps because the Bay had been his home; and it was the only connection to Ragnar, to his lost culture that Tev thought he had (regardless of how wrong that was).

“Sorry,” Tev said after a few stewing moments, inhaling deeply and letting it out. “I have no right, I know,” And getting up in arms about it wasn't likely winning him any points. “What if he doesn't? If no one bothers to correct him he won't learn. Is anyone prepared to deal with it?” Or was everyone contended to brush it under the rug because he made one decision — and one without consulting the one person's who opinion and authority mattered much more than his own. It was times like these that Tev didn't feel like the teenager he was (when in reality he was probably being super childish); but assumed that his concerns wouldn't matter because he wasn't a Lodbrok and he wasn't a leader and he wasn't an adult.