"I Trust You My Sons!"

Ragnar was in chains, bound to the wall but he wasn't frightened, this wasn't enough to frighten the great Ragnar Lothbrok.

He noticed that he was the only one in this cell and the chains had spikes that had dug into his limbs.

If he struggled to break free, it would only do more damage, it was impressive, to say the least.

Ragnar could have easily killed their King and ended things but why didn't he?

It was clear that Ragnar still had some sort of plan, he knew that they had plans of scaling the walls at night.

Ragnar knew there was no way that his men would be wiped out, he had faith in their strength and knew that they were more than capable of doing this.

Ragnar chuckled loudly before that chuckle evolved into a full-on laughter.

"Now my children, what are you willing to do to free your father?" Ragnar muttered under his breath as he heard the door creak open.