| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 9 | 204 | View more quotes about mighty">Mighty insult had thus been wrought upon Thorgard of Scagnar, enemy of Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 9 | 205 | His daughter, stripped, poured mead in the hall of his enemies. |
| 9 | 206 | Too, they had taught her to heel and obey. |
| 9 | 207 | Rich was the pleasure of Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 9 | 208 | He reached out his hand, to touch the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar. |
| 9 | 209 | She shrank back, terrified. |
| 9 | 210 | The Forkbeard looked upon her, amused. |