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!
Ruled By Fear, Betrayed By Hatred
Ulrik found out about the death of Tiril and understood why Herfjötur was livid and angry.
But she had calmed down. But he knew he needed to find out about her current mental state.
"How are you, Herfjötur?" Ulrik asked. He had experienced loss, but unlike her friend, Oskar died in battle.
Herfjötur was quiet. Ulrik noticed her muddied hands. Dirt was beneath her fingernails.
He knew what she did. She had buried Tiril and laid her to rest. He knew she did not want to talk about it either, and bit his tongue.
Herfjötur was interested in Ulrik's relationship with that woman because she recognized the looks in his eyes; she had seen them before.