Sven spit at the earth. “We’ll take this inside.” He glared at his onetime friend sitting on the ground. “Give me your word…you’ll listen to what I have to say.”
Brand witnessed Hakan’s face, eyes wide and brows slammed together, as he looked to his wife clutched in a brutal grip. Was that what love did to a fierce warrior? Made him sit humbled in the dirt, agonizing at his helplessness to save the one he loved?
The chieftain nodded. “You have it. Let her go.”
“But the bindings stay,” Sven warned. “Or else…”