Ivar had handled many slaves and prisoners in his youthful days so he smirked when she proposed something that could so easily go astray.

“Of course,” he still replied, a calm smile before reaching for his things, where he was able to find a long leather belt. With some skill, he created a loop in the leather and slid it over Lucrezia’s head, creating a leash. With his knife in one hand, the other yanking the leash to tighten it firmly, he released only one of her hands while swiftly reaching to grab the other. His intent was to use the remainder of the rope in her tied wrist and latch her into the headboard.