Ragnar nodded at the elderly Jarless, she spoke with wisdom he hoped to one day posess. He was still young in the eyes of most and had acted that way in swearing his support so early. This showed weakness and made him seem like a sheep. Not a wolf. However he had meant what he said and intended to honour that. Standing he raised a mug towards the soon to be ruler.

"My worries go beyond Gothra and I will have further business to discuss with the King. Further more rebellion is never an option that finds strength. It only sows discord. I will be swearing my fealty and support to Jarl Henrik and hope he may live for a long time."