Otrygg fixed a steady gaze upon Bertil. He was a man that did not act unless at the advantage. The monk wondered what the merchant-Jarl could have to gain from the ascent of Henrick to the throne...

[i]"That is two voices now who speak for Henrik. Eat and drink my Jarls, take what you fancy, but not so much as you lose your voice. Speak wisdom here, I beg you."[/i]