Andor.
The blue sky shone colorfully that evening. I called Ivar and the others to meet me outside the great hall. My hands were folded across my chest as I admired the pretty atmosphere.
Ivar strolled towards me calmly. "My lord, the ship has already been sent to the beach." He announced as he approached me.
"Albion has such a beautiful climate," I responded. "Thank you for pointing out that it is for the taking."
Ivar laughed. "Sometimes I feel like you forget how powerful you are. You can walk into any kingdom that you desire and take it.
"You flatter me. But in my experience, nothing is that easy." I replied. "I have decided to journey to see Bjorn by horse. Iris and I would prefer it that way."
"But, my Lord. It would take at least two weeks to reach there via horse." He replied. "It would be way easier if you journeyed overnight.
