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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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Fight Or Flee? Karl In Trouble!

Karl could not believe what had happened; his eyes opened as he frantically searched for where the arrow came from or who had shot it.

Karl knew he had to get out of there, he felt threatened and was right to because someone was watching them, but Tiril was a prominent lady. Karl knew he needed to explain what happened because saying it as it occurred might be doubted.

Tiril came and tried to speak to me but was killed by an arrow, this sounded like an unbelievable story as questions would be raised, and he might end up suffering the same fate as Ulrik at this rate.

He was so caught up in his head that he did not see the man emerging from the bushes, but luckily, the rustling of the leaves alerted him of this presence.

Karl took a defensive stance, taking a couple of steps backward as he noted the man approaching him.

"You are the right-hand man of Ulrik, are you not?" The man asked but got no response from Karl.