Untamed rage

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"You are telling me you managed to lose a cripple and a simple child!?!" Barked Prince Oleg, his hand slamming down on the table, causing some of the men to flinch.

"It has been TWO days and you idiots don't know where they went?! I had a perfect well thought out plan and you two managed to fuck it up!! I wasted a decent man, you know Hvitserk was on our side, right!? Right!!!" Some of the men stepped back to avoid the spit from Oleg as he shouted. Face red with untamed rage.

Oleg pulled his hair back and faced his guards, the men looked ashamed, desperate, they knew their lives ended here. "At least we know now that Ivar is weak, he fled when he should have fought, that tells us something... You have one more chance, one more chance to prove yourself to me, ride out again and find them, do not fear him, he is mourning... Do not bother coming back until the cripple and child are in you're hands, or it will be all of you swinging on the rope..."

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