Two Kings Collide

The fight for Vestfold intensified, and so did the duel between the two kings.

Askild was fighting seriously and Asmund was making a fool out of him despite not being able to land a blow on him and barely evading his strikes as it felt like Askild got faster and stronger with each swing.

Both sides cheered with Signy also watching the duel, wondering why his father was not using his sword as it looked like he had the upper hand and could bring an end to this war if he would take this duel a lot more seriously.

They were speaking as they fought, and Asmund was being put on the defensive and the whole time, he had a calm look on his face. The gentleness in his eyes never left.

"You chose to fight me instead of taking the life of Birger, is that wise King Askild?" Asmund asked as he narrowly dodged a sword to the face, and he unsheathed his blade to block the next strike.