Harald: You and I, and Bjorn... we belong together. We danced around each other. We hated and we loved each other. I remember every time I ever saw you, and I remember every time I was in the company of Bjorn. Our sagas are one and the same. Bjorn died. I also died. But for some reason I came back to life. You can't have Bjorn anymore. At least not as a warm body in your bed. You can have me. And you can be Queen of Kattegat. Gunnhild: If I marry you? Harald: If I ask you, in all humility, and I expect no immediate answer.