Ragnar keeps kissing and stroking Athelstan while Sinric is still in the room, murmuring love and thanks, only.
Still holding him as close when Sinric slips out, he then adds, in the same intimate tone, "That is Sinric the wanderer you found, a young Sinric about thirty years in the past, twenty before I am going to have met him in a tavern while away trading, where I would listen to his tales of rich lands in the west before giving in to my curiosity and bedding him. I know how to get that sweet little snail to raise its head from its shell in curiosity because he taught me! And when we parted, he gave me the sun-board and the sunstone."
Pause.
"Without him, I would not have come to England; without him, I would never have found you so I could love you; without him, neither of us would be who he is. We owe him, and the fate that threw him in our path, for everything we are and have. That is who he is."
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Still holding him as close when Sinric slips out, he then adds, in the same intimate tone, "That is Sinric the wanderer you found, a young Sinric about thirty years in the past, twenty before I am going to have met him in a tavern while away trading, where I would listen to his tales of rich lands in the west before giving in to my curiosity and bedding him. I know how to get that sweet little snail to raise its head from its shell in curiosity because he taught me! And when we parted, he gave me the sun-board and the sunstone."
Pause.
"Without him, I would not have come to England; without him, I would never have found you so I could love you; without him, neither of us would be who he is. We owe him, and the fate that threw him in our path, for everything we are and have. That is who he is."