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!
Sighvatur And Tyr [TRIGGER WARNING]
Tyr had challenged Sighvatur, something that surprised Skaði.
"Shut the fuck up! What gives you the right to talk to the Chieftain like that!?" Skaði was furious because there had to be a limit to his arrogance but Sighvatur raised a finger and Skaði's lips clamped shut.
"You wish to kill me….?" Sighvatur asked, crouching to look the boy on the floor in the eyes.
".... Or, you wish to provoke me so I will throw caution in the wind?" Sighvatur saw through Tyr's tactic and he was not biting such a cheap bait.
He knew giving Tyr a shot at him would give him far too much importance and notoriety he did not deserve.
Tyr was nervous, this man had a presence even his father did not have prior to leaving Kattegat.
Sighvatur made him feel small, he wanted to sink into himself.