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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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A Missing Person...

Kattegat recognized Ulrik as the temporary king and this meant that he held more power than normal as Kattegat was still a kingdom that needed to be ruled.

Ulrik did not have what it took to be king but with the advice of Karl, he was not lost completely.

He did not sit on the throne, however, as he respected Askild far too much to do something so brazen even if he had the right to.

But what Ulrik was enjoying the most was the company of Garda, the woman that brought Garda into his life was Lagertha but Garda was still adjusting to her new environment.

"I am home, Garda…" Ulrik muttered, letting his body thump against the bed in front of him.

The sole of his feet was aching and he was relieved the moment they left the ground.

Garda was doing some chores but stopped the moment Ulrik got in.

"Are you okay, my love?" Garda asked but all she got from her man was an exhausted sigh.