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!
Vestfold was at a standstill, they weren't told what was happening but they knew something must have happened to Lagertha for such an order to be made.
They were right, the citizens had grown to like Lagertha but not everyone shared this same view.
There was no way that anyone could get this close to Lagertha without having stayed here for quite some time, it had to be someone who had their trust.
There was a traitor in Vestfold and this made it difficult to pinpoint who it was.
Lagertha wasn't physically stronger than the assailant but she was more skillful so it was safe to assume the assailant was a man.
But there were a hundred other men here so that information in itself wasn't helpful.
Skarde knew that he wouldn't let anything happen to Lagertha, Ragnar trusted him enough to leave him in charge of the most important piece of himself.