Random plotted starter @ubbc
The night they returned with no peace, Ubbe was ready to scold Eivor. However, Ivarr had stepped in before to back her up. It was a mess, between the two of them. Ubbe was like a pillar, but she didn’t hold back her tongue like she should of. She guessed it was only a matter of time before Ivarr had to go elsewhere, and she would be stuck with Ubbe to hear his scolding. A deep inhale, before slowly approaching him after he beckoned her over with a stern look. One of authority and... Disappointment. She keeps a distance between them, already having a gut feeling this was going to be a long talk. ❝... They were mocking us, Ubbe. And standing on that table... Coming at me like that... It couldn’t be ignored.❞ She tries to speak her sense on it, but she doubts he will be understanding. Rightfully so- she did cause quite a scene and costed them an alliance they could of had. This was the second time this happened, and this time- it wasn’t Ivarr’s fault. It was her time to get scolded by Ubbe.