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Hvitserk, if you like, I will have him killed.

No.

We can elect a new ruler. I intend to stand.

I too intend to stand.

You see? The way that Othere always whispers into Ubbe's ear.

I worry about you, my dear.

About me?

Jormungandr.

Asa!

No.

He's come back.

I was and I still am the elected King of all Norway.

Skane's men, they just want to belong here.

Between the three of us, we will forge the future of Kattegat.

Prince Dir is ready.

Today is Good Friday.

Today you must do everything we tell you.

Where is Prince Igor?

Find Igor.

They came to a place called Golgotha.

They came to a place called Golgotha.

They came to a place called Golgotha.

They came to a place called Golgotha.

My brothers,

I offer myself up for you.

- It's me who told you. - Be quiet!

Be quiet yourself.

Bless you.

What do we do?

Pray to the gods.

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Bail it out! Come on!

Torvi!

Othere.

Come and look.

What is it?

Do you see? It's land.

That must be it, hmm?

That must be the golden land.

Look! Land!

Throw them out.

Do you know what the new place will be like?

What are you doing?

You don't have to leave here.

Gunnhild, I know people would have elected you.

You would make a great Queen.

Forgive me, Skane, but these are personal matters.

We should never forget our past.

Ever.

We all live in the past,

although some people don't understand that.

You and I and Bjorn, we, uh...

belong together.

We danced around each other.

We hated and we loved each other.

I remember every time I ever saw you,

and I remember every time I was in the company of Bjorn.

Our sagas are one and the same.

Bjorn died.

I also died.

But for some reason I came back to life.

You can't have Bjorn anymore.

At least not as a warm body in your bed.

You can have me.

And you can be Queen of Kattegat.

If I marry you?

I ask in all humility,

and I expect no immediate answer.

- Well... - I lost Bjorn's child.

I know.

But you can still have children.

The past is never finished.

Is this it? Your golden land, Othere?

Igor! Igor! Igor!

I cannot express my joy at your arrival.

You are among friends and finally where you belong!

King Ivar.

I had no idea how you would affect your escape from Kiev.

I felt certain that you would manage it.

Tomorrow, we will plan our attack on Kiev.

The challenges are great,

but we must act.

So, in the meantime, we prepare.

Come.

Celebrate!

I love you. Whoever you are.

My beautiful, insatiable wife.

My love.

My heart.

It seems after all that you were not alone in betraying me.

It has become a custom among my wives.

They run after everything,

even cripples.

What have I done wrong?

Why has Our Lord abandoned me and made me a figure of fun,

a stupid cuckold?

They will pay the price.

You were very lucky, I spared your suffering.

But I will not spare them.

They must suffer beyond suffering.

This is not the land that you described.

Forests and valleys?

The golden sands.

The sound of birdsong on the sweet air.

Maybe he never saw such things. Maybe he just dreamed them.

You misguiding dog.

Maybe we should just let Othere speak.

As far as I can see,

this is not the land I glimpsed all those years ago.

- You lied! - Everything from your mouth is lies!

How do I know where we are?

I was not lying.

I saw what I saw.

What possible motive would I have to lie to you?

You tricked us all!

I don't accuse Othere.

Very well, this is not the golden land that we dreamed of,

but it is still land. And very possibly free land.

Now, we as farmers, we know the value of land, huh?

Especially if we don't have to pay for it.

We should claim this land

and establish a colony here.

For it seems to me the gods sent us here for a purpose.

I agree with Ketill.

We do not know anything about this land yet.

We should send out an exploratory party,

see what we can discover about this new place,

the other inhabitants, maybe even a food source.

Yes. Otherwise, we will all be dead.

You thinking about Asa?

It was my fault.

It was not your fault.

It was fated to happen and that's the end of it.

You don't want to talk about it?

No.

We will talk no more of Asa.

Why do you live here, Ingrid?

I don't feel comfortable at the Great Hall with Gunnhild.

It doesn't seem right.

Hmm.

But you wanted to be Queen?

The food is ready. Please sit down.

You haven't answered my question.

Do you want some ale?

Why did you want to be Queen?

Because I'm carrying Bjorn's child.

But it's not Bjorn's child, is it?

You know it's not. It's our child.

And what is this? Hmm?

Huh?

You're a witch?

Then this, this is either a love potion or it's poison.

Go on, pour it down, then.

Pour it in.

Pour it all in. Do as I say!

My Lord. It is done.

Prince

I have called you all to council

because, as you have heard, my ward, Prince Igor,

has been kidnapped by Ivar the Boneless

and his brother Hvitserk.

And that my wife is also missing.

I have firm information that Ivar has joined forces

with my brother Dir in Novgorod.

We have no choice but to prepare for an attack.

We will repel Dir's attack

and then make counterattacks, to devastating effect!

I am the Prophet.

And I can tell you that our victory is assured.

My brother Dir will fall from the balcony of this palace,

struck in the chest by an arrow

fired by Prince Igor,

heir to the throne, and my beloved nephew.

Hail Igor!

Hail Igor!

Hail Igor! Hail Igor! Hail Igor!

Hail Igor!

Skogarmaor. Sit

Why do you still call me that?

Because it's true.

I know all about you.

I know who and what you really are,

and I'm sure no one else does.

You know what you know. I'm different now.

Of course. Aren't we all?

What is it you want?

Do you want to stay here?

I like being an outsider.

You trafficked slaves illegally.

You killed people in futile property quarrels,

not once but twice.