I would that if one comes to my side he may step gently as you, Ranald Vemundsson." "Else will that comer fare ill," said Thiodolf.
The king glanced up at him, and his face changed, and he said, smiling grimly: "Maybe.

I think none will win my sword from me." Then he had Kolgrim sent for, and Thord, and they told him truly what they had seen, and how they had fared in the matter.
"You are a truth teller, Kolgrim the Tall," Harald said.

"Now if you will leave Einar's service and come and be of my courtmen, I will speak to the jarl and make matters right with him, and it shall be worth your while." Then my comrade answered plainly: "I am no jarl's man now, King Harald; I belong to King Ranald here, and I will not leave him." "So," said Harald, knitting his brows suddenly, "we have two kings in the room, as it seems; and you dare choose another instead of me." "Not so, King Harald," Kolgrim answered, with all respect; "I chose between the jarl and my king.

If there is peace between you and the jarl, I suppose we are all your men." Now Harald's face was growing black, and I could see that his anger was rising.

But he stayed what words he was about to speak, and only said: "Jarl Einar is well served when he has a king in his train." Then he rose up and turned to Thiodolf, who was looking anxious.
"Bid King Ranald to the feast tonight.