Tyr and Bjorn knew that their father was in danger, from what Birger had done so far they could only assume the worst. Tyr knew something was up but he could not wrap his fingers around it.
They had to sneak into Kattegat but with their numbers, it was impossible, they had no choice but to gain entry through the main gate.
It was a gamble because they were certain that if they entered this time, there was no coming out. Tyr and Bjorn were the first to come into sight, and the guards picked them up immediately.
Tyr was topless, he had on black trousers, unlike his brother that was fully dressed.
"I-It is the sons of Ragnar!" A guard shouted and the moment their presence was registered, Ulrik emerged behind them with his men and the remnants of Herfjötur warriors.
They numbered a measly hundred in total, they knew they could not be forceful or they would be slaughtered even though they would put up a good fight.