The night passed without further commotion, Rogaland was tense even though no one spoke about it.
They were aware that something had happened, there was no escaping it.
King Rugalf also found it strange that they could not find Ludvig considering that no one reported him leaving.
This meant he was still within those walls but where?
He could not be hiding, that would make no sense and Rugalf did not even dare think about the other possible outcome.
Maybe he drank himself into a stupor and passed out somewhere, that was what he was holding onto.
Rugalf trusted his brother to handle it, he had experience regarding such things.
The door to his throne room soon sprung open, this was unorthodox considering no one knocked on the door and in came King Tryggve Olafsson, the ruler of Ranrike holding a motionless body.
There was no mistaking it, this was Tor's body and judging from the state of it, he was dead.