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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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Gudleif

Skarde remembered that he had left Gudleif to guard Lagertha, if what Aslaugh told him was true then whoever did this certainly had help from the inside.

He couldn't trust anyone and Skarde left Aslaugh in a hurry, running to meet Lagertha.

Despite his lack of sight, he was able to navigate through the perilous road without tripping over himself.

Skarde had one objective and that was to get to Lagertha, he couldn't believe he had let her out of his sight but he wouldn't have known about this possibility if he hadn't heard Aslaugh out.

Skarde got there and Gudleif was no longer at the entrance, this shouldn't be right as Lagertha was practically naked so it would be inappropriate for him to enter the room.

Otherwise, he would be apprehended but Skarde could smell something, the familiar smell of blood.