"Katrina Grimlore of Shadowfang, my wife," Ragnar's words from a few minutes ago echo in Jarl's head. No! That can't be true. Katrina can't be his wife, this must be some sort of trick they came up with to mess up his life by coming here. "Take your seat at the table, Jarl Fenrisson, now," Ragnar's powerful voice snaps Jarl out of his daze, still trembling. "Katrina, you're alive," Jarl walks determinedly to reach her, but one of the men standing in the corner grabs his arm and stops him. Katrina looks at him unfazed, though it disgusts her to hear his voice after what he did to her. "Where have you been all this time? We searched for you so much, we were devastated.""Please, Jarl. Stop making a fool of yourself and sit down, I don't have time for your show," Katrina says firmly. "But... What happened? You and I...""You and I are nothing anymore, Jarl. You were my partner, but you rejected me in that forest, remember?" "Katrina, I..." Jarl tries to say something else, but one of
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