A Tense Encounter in Royal Chambers
Amleth:
He's here... He's here!
Amleth:
Mother! Father is here!
Queen Gudrún:
Never enter my Chambers without invitation!
Royal Servant:
The King is here, my lady!
Queen Gudrún: [referring to Amleth]
Come.
Amleth:
Odin's brought him home!
King Aurvandill:
Onward brother!
Peasants:
Hail King Aurvandill! Hail!
King Aurvandill:
Like a battle dog returning to its master, I have come to be feted by my Queen.
Queen Gudrún:
Ever are we bound, my Lord.
King Aurvandill:
Prince Amleth, you have grown too old to be greeted as a child.
Prince Amleth: [Bows]
Hail, Lord King.
King Aurvandill: [Picks up Prince Amleth and hugs him for a short moment]
But, a father never grows too old for a good smothering! Oh, how I've missed you, my son!
Queen Gudrún:
Will your brother not grace us with his presence?
King Aurvandill:
Think not of Fjölnir, he will soon be with us.
King Aurvandill: [King Aurvandill hands over a necklace to young Prine Amleth]
This was destined for this Prince. Wear it always with my love.
Amleth:
Thank you father... my King.
Queen Gudrún:
Fjölnir!
Fjölnir: [Whilst touching Aurvandill's ring]
Hail, lord King!
King Aurvandill:
Furnish this fierce-hearted slayer of men with some drink that I might drink to him!
Queen Gudrún:
Accept my cup, kinsman.
Heimir the Jester:
LOOK! How the Queen's cup grows wet for more men than her King! What metal might buy a fragrant sip, sweet silver? or hard Iron!
Fjölnir:
Silence, you Dog! By Freyr, you slander your Lord and Mistress?!
King Aurvandill:
Please, brother! Tis but a jest! A Jest! Heimir keeps a foul tongue yet I keep him as a deep sworn friend.
King Aurvandill: [The King hands Fjölnir's son to him]
Come, brother. Here is one more need of your safe keeping than myself.
Fjölnir: [Proceeds to toast]
My son, Thorir. To my Brother, the War Raven!
Amleth:
To the Kingdom of Hrafnsey!
King Aurvandill:
Approach, Amleth, and behold in our blood the tree of kings!
Amleth:
Father!
Villagers:
Come for your carcass! you mongrels!
Fjölnir:
You behold your brothers gaze in amazement, I knew well you would; pity you never paid a bastard's eyes heed before.
Fjölnir: [Fjölnir takes out a sword]
Now... behold how swiftly your brother swings his sword!
King Aurvandill:
Strike, brother... strike!
King Aurvandill:
But know that bearing a stolen ring makes no half-breed a King! Soaked in my blood, it will soon be sliding off your arm like a serpent! ...Your kingdom will not last.
King Aurvandill:
Let this misdeed haunt your living nights til a flaming vengeance gorges on your death.
King Aurvandill:
Strike... Strike!
Fjölnir:
To Valhöl!
Fjölnir:
King Aurvandill is dead!
Villagers:
Long live King Fjölnir! Long live King Fjölnir!
Fjölnir: [Referring to Amleth]
Bring me the boys head!
Villagers:
Do you see him?
Peasants:
Over here!
Villagers:
Cut him off!
Amleth:
I will avenge you, Father! I will save you, Mother! I will kill you, Fjölnir!
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