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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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Asmund's Genius

King Askild had survived the night and the kingdom of Vestfold was within sight. No one could believe it was this easy but Askild had no intentions of launching an attack, not now.

"The great kingdom of Vestfold is before us!" Skarde shouted and this was met by the cheers of the warriors behind him but they heard the ground shake the moment they arrived at Vestfold and it was not coming from the kingdom. It was coming from the capital but behind them.

"What is this sound, it sounds like horseriders?" Ragnar muttered to himself as he noticed the sounds originating from behind them.

"Heh! So that was his strategy," Birger said and the warriors looked at him in confusion.

"What do you mean, Birger?" Skarde asked in a neutral tone, Asger was quiet throughout the journey as he rarely spoke but this was partly because he was holding himself back from taking Birger's head, it took everything in him not to.