| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 6 | 505 | Let his View more quotes about daughter">daughter, Hilda the Haughty, beware. |
| 6 | 506 | I looked to the Forkbeard. |
| 6 | 507 | He had one arm about the full, naked waist of the daughter of the administrator of Kassau, Pudding, and the other about the waist of marvelously breasted, collared Gunnhild. |
| 6 | 508 | "Taste your Pudding, my Jarl," begged Pudding. |
| 6 | 509 | He kissed her. |
| 6 | 510 | "Gunnhild! Gunnhild!" protested Gunnhild. |
| 6 | 511 | Her hand was inside his furred shirt. |