Hod nod as he slowly went his way out of the throne room for them to do what the hell they would like to do. Ordering his men to follow him again in old Celtic he walked out of the throne room and went to walk around the palace for him to see how it looked like, surely it couldn't be as mavilous as the capital palace as his own ruler that is being cut and carved out of a mountain that has been going on for at leat sixty years and only half finished. He was also wondering what stood on the piece of paper that he had been given by High king olaf since he did have his mind on why his Hines would give I'm the task of delivering this paper to a newly crowned royal.

Hod then found a garden that he did quite find attractive compared to the dull snowy field in the north. Sitting himself down he looked up to the sun as he quickly felt the heat increase or at least his own which was a strange feeling to have compared to the north where one has to be clothed like a bear to even survive in the winter, while summer is quite pleasant up in the north. Not to hot nor to cold just right. Sighing as he saw down himself, the five point four fat man with blonde hair and brown eyes stroke his blonde beard.

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Olaf and hodor was enjoying their roasted chicken with a lovely barral of mead that they had opened for the honor of hodor being in the capital." Tell me Milord why did you send Hod to the south anyway, if you don't mind me asking that is?" Hod asked as he chewed some meat that he had picked from the bone of the chicken while chewing like a pig that was getting feed like always. Taking his mug and draining the liquid wonder as he swallowed the meat he looked over to olaf.

" Well i send Hod to first build a trade line to the south since I really don't want to trade with our northern brethren, and second of all to try and see how they react to a bold proposal of me wanting to marry the newly crowned brat." Olaf said as he started again to pick his chicken for meat to eat, while Hodor just cuffed as he heard the second reason why, getting some food in the wrong end of the throat while looking at olaf. As he had stabilized himself he just looked at olaf with a strange look towards him with eyes raised and his mouth a little open." What!?!?. That is totally unheard of to even do, you know better than to do foolish political moves like this. . . " Hodor shouted as olaf just sat there, totally calm as had put some chicken meat into his mouth and chewing now. " Ya know I'm tha king and ah don't need the jarls to agree with me all tha time" He said as he swallowed.