Håkon.
Vegard? He is well-nigh the trustiest friend I have; I am loath to send him so far from me.
Bishop Nicholas.
The King’s friend must be royally rewarded. Bind the Earl’s hands as I have counselled you, and you will be secure for ever and a day.
Håkon.
[Takes a sheet of parchment.] Vegard shall bear rule in Halogaland. [Writing.] I hereby grant it under my royal hand. [The Bishop retires.
Earl Skule.
[Approaches the table.] What write you now?
Håkon.
[Hands him the sheet.] Read.