The Royal Palace, Winchester (Capital of Wessex)
Princess Judith of Wessex was currently standing in the center of the Great Hall with tears of rage in her eyes as she argued with her stepson, Prince Aethelwold.
Aethelwold was a young man on the verge of his twenties and, as such, was a couple of years younger than Ragnar.
Being contemporaries, the young men shared absolutely no similarities in appearance or ideology; where Ragnar was the personification of cold, hard efficiency, Aethelwold was the embodiment of fanatical tradition.
He was gaunt and pale, wearing scratchy wool robes as a sign of piety, and he had his father's watery, fearful eyes.
If one were to state what Aethelwold's relationship with Judith was, it was that of an extremely paranoid religious officer, to the point where many would label him a zealot.
He had never been fond of Judith's trade alliance with Ragnar and had voiced his concerns to King Aethelred many times.
