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The king was furious about what I had said – – – that no one was to touch Bjorn the Yoeman’s estate.
He assembled a fleet of longships and came after me. By nightfall I had taken the skiff back to my merchant ship and was ready to sail in the morning.
Just before dawn the guards spotted the king’s fleet of six long-ships. They were coming straight at us. I ordered some of my men to grab the two chests full of silver that King Athelstan had given me. I always kept them close to me. Many of us jumped into the skiff and being faster, we rowed right between the king’s ship and shore. As we passed, I hurled a spear and buried it into a man’s chest.
The king set fire to my merchant ship and murdered all those aboard.
I made a verse.
Now the bitter bearer
Of the blazing war-blade
Has taken ten
Of my trusted followers:
But my salmon-like spear
Settled the score
When I cast it through
the curved ribs of Ketil.