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!
Everywhere came to a standstill because Tyr had just interrupted a fight to the death that his father was winning.
"BROTHER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Bjorn screamed at Tyr but Tyr did not take his blade away from his father's neck. Ragnar thought Tyr was doing it because he did not want him to corrupt his soul but every second Tyr's blade was pressed against his neck told him otherwise.
Tyr was saving Erik, Erik saw this opening and managed to kick Ragnar off him, spitting out his broken teeth covered in his blood.
Ragnar got up to his feet but so did Erik, but Tyr stood between them before turning at Ragnar.
"What do you think you are doing Tyr?" Ragnar questioned his son, Ragnar was angry that he had stopped him from killing Erik but he wanted to know why.