[No matter how many barriers and walls Ivar put up around himself, the one who could knock them all down with only a few words was his father. It was what Ivar had spent years waiting for, to be acknowledged as being just as good as his brothers.

All Reangar had to do was say he was proud of Ivar and his son would practically melt like ice being thawed out on the inside. It showed in his eyes and in the way his voice chokes as he tries to get the words out.]

I'm--I'm glad. That you don't think less of me. You once told me I had a strength, not in spite of my legs, but because of them. I've always remembered that.