Salgard Gardsson

Salgard had left the throne room, he was eager to tell his other brothers about Tyr's arrival but the majority of them were already aware. All except Frøygard.

Salgard did not knock as he just barged into his younger brother's room. 

And as he expected, he saw numerous girls engaged in some trauma-inducing sexual act. 

The place smelled of alcohol and sweat, he was unimpressed by how Frøygard turned out. 

He was such a disappointment and Salgard had no problems reminding him. 

The moment they saw him, they all left the room in haste as if they were scared about what he would do if they stayed. 

"It is just like you to spoil my fun, Salgard…" Frøygard lazily said as Salgard casually strolled towards him. 

"What the hell do you want?" Frøygard said but what he felt was a resounding slap that shook his skull.

Frøygard looked in Salgard's direction only to be met with a punch that sent him crashing off his bed.