[She watches him closely at his question, seeing the truth of it on his face, and it doesn't help to convince her that he hasn't lost his mind. How can he not know Jarl Borg? The man had run Ragnar's people out of their homes, forced his family into hiding.] What is wrong with you? [Her voice goes softer, insistent but careful. Perhaps the attack truly has made him lose all sense. She steps back at his narrow look, hand going to the hilt of her sword. The mad were unpredictable, and a man who cannot even remember his wife and children was one to be concerned about.]
He already has. Months ago, while you were on raid. Just after your most recent son was born. That is what we heard.