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The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

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[Bonus chapter]

Tyr had a unit under him, he watched Bjorn being bandaged up as the attack had not hit any major organs but there was something he knew he needed to do. 

He needed to get his mother, but could not leave Bjorn here, out in the open and vulnerable.

"Bjorn, do you see the halls of Valhalla?" Tyr called out to his brother but all he got in return was Bjorn's middle finger.

This was reassuring because it told him that Bjorn would be okay but now it was up to him to save their mother. He looked to the sky, the sun was scorching hot and sweat dripped down his clothes. Tyr took off his shirt to lose his shirt because of the heat, his glistering skin shone like a precious stone as Tyr had a few scratches on him, they were amazed that such a young boy was this smart, there was no doubt that Tyr was a prodigy that was not scared of making hard decisions as he had demonstrated multiple times.