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!
Kattegat was in a somewhat stable state, Askild had surrounded himself with even more capable warriors than he had previously, but he was keeping his ears out for news about Tyr.
Erik was discovered days after his death and the killing did not look random.
Whoever did it had a grudge against Erik, it was personal and King Askild could not shake off the feeling that it was Tyr Ragnarsson.
A gut feeling he knew was right but Tyr still had the name of Ragnar so he had to be careful with his accusations.
Ulf had ascended to the rank of a commander, just like Birger had predicted but Kattegat was losing its economic prowess ever since Fredrik died and Liv was a shell of herself because she had lost everything she held dear and she did not know if she loved or hated Askild.
Everything that happened was a direct consequence of how recklessly he lived his life.