[Ivar's low enough that he accepts the priest's touch without irritability or stiffening up trying to push his hand away. He listens without comment.
But when the mention of Lagertha is made, his head snaps back up, and there's the burning fire of hatred in his eyes. He's never told anyone here that she'd killed his mother. He didn't want Ragnar or Gyda to know and it had just never come up with Athelstan. Even without saying anything, it's clear that something happened to earn Ivar's everlasting hate.
He drinks pensively, thinking on what Athelstan has told him. He knows his father is far from perfect and he accepted that a long time ago. But still, his shortcomings are still sometimes too much for his son to answer, the wounds Ragnar had left from an absent childhood unable to heal.]
The problem with being a great man is having great mistakes as well as great triumphs.
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Date: 2018-05-12 04:58 am (UTC)But when the mention of Lagertha is made, his head snaps back up, and there's the burning fire of hatred in his eyes. He's never told anyone here that she'd killed his mother. He didn't want Ragnar or Gyda to know and it had just never come up with Athelstan. Even without saying anything, it's clear that something happened to earn Ivar's everlasting hate.
He drinks pensively, thinking on what Athelstan has told him. He knows his father is far from perfect and he accepted that a long time ago. But still, his shortcomings are still sometimes too much for his son to answer, the wounds Ragnar had left from an absent childhood unable to heal.]
The problem with being a great man is having great mistakes as well as great triumphs.