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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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The War Begins

Two and a half days passed ever since the march to Vestfold began and the war was officially underway.

"King Asmund! We have established visuals on the forces of King Askild! They hold the banner of Kattegat!" A man shouted to the heavy-armored Asmund.

The area was grassy and neatly cut. A dense forest surrounded its perimeters to act as encasement. This was the area King Asmund chose for the first battle but the scout did not report any sighting of King Askild. It was only natural for them to protect their King.

This was a careless move on the chessboard by Asmund but it could cause a very strong moral boost should things go well.

"You heard him!" King Asmund shouted with his sword raised.

"Our enemies are finally here! Like lambs to a slaughter!" King Asmund shouted but he knew the battle was not going to commence right away because they needed to rest in a camp they would need to set up.