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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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Tyr And Estrid Become One!

Salgard was seated but there was a space beside him but that space was soon occupied by Grjötgard but Grjötgard was serious now. 

The playful act he only put on when Vegard was within his immediate vicinity but this was not the case now. 

Grjötgard put on this silly act so Vegard would understand that there is more to the Viking world than war and violence.

"I heard what you did Salgard…" Grjötgard muttered and Salgard immediately froze. 

"You dare lay your hand on your brother? Who gave you that right, Salgard?" Grjötgard asked and for the first time, Salgard showed a submission that he did not even show Rugalf. 

"I can explain big brother," Salgard said but Grjötgard placed a finger over his lips. 

"Did I say you should speak?" Grjötgard asked and the cold shiver that ran up Salgard's spine was enough to petrify him. 

Salgard immediately swallowed whatever words he wanted to say next, Grjötgard was the opposite of Rugalf.