[Eivor's lip curls in cruel amusement. "Kings" indeed.]
Once, our clans had their own kings. My father was such a king, [she begins, the word she's actually using having the translated connotations of something between "foster father" and "adopted father,"] but he chose to dishonor himself and give away his land and title to another. The new "King" of all Norway.
[She brightens with pride as she continues, again saying something that kind of means foster and kind of means adoption:]
My brother and I have traveled to a new land, and he is now the jarl of our clan. I am his second.
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Once, our clans had their own kings. My father was such a king, [she begins, the word she's actually using having the translated connotations of something between "foster father" and "adopted father,"] but he chose to dishonor himself and give away his land and title to another. The new "King" of all Norway.
[She brightens with pride as she continues, again saying something that kind of means foster and kind of means adoption:]
My brother and I have traveled to a new land, and he is now the jarl of our clan. I am his second.