Three parchments. They lay before Helga neatly, and a tense air lingered amongst those who stood before her. Reaching out Jarl Egil, a man who wholeheartedly followed Helga, pointed to one of them. "Of the three, Jarl Sven was the only one who accepted your terms. The other two were foolish enough not to see the truth. But, he wishes to see you. He says he has things to discuss before you make a move."
Helga scoffed hearing his words. "Does he think he can negotiate a better deal or something?" Before she could wave away the offer, Egil spoke.
"No. He said he wishes to show his sincerity and would like to offer a plan to help with the conquest." Egil didn't falter under Helga's annoyed eyes as she played with the dagger in her hands.
"Is he on his way at least? It's not polite to keep me waiting."
