[She opens her mouth, and then closes it. She thought it was a positive thing, to love someone so deeply that life ends without them. It was certainly a rebellion against the arms-length romances she'd seen in her family. But she supposes he has a point; she's lost a good portion of her identity in favor of pleasing Ivar.

There's some hesitation before she speaks again.]

Right... I should mention. I wasn't entirely honest to King Ragnar - or you, for that matter - about my identity. Perhaps we should do something about that before I show up.

[Ivar doesn't take kindly to surprises, she doubts Ragnar will either.]