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!
Ragnar's Rampage!
Ragnar's weapon toss was blocked not by King Ælla but by a man who held up a shield before the weapon could even touch him. This was not the traditional shield because it had spikes around the edges.
This could easily be a weapon as it is a shield, and the size was triple that of a regular shield with the material composed entirely of metal.
It was Wealdhere and this could explain why King Ælla was calm, it was because he had a capable warrior.
Weadhere was a powerful warrior and quite renowned.
He might be in charge of Ecgberht but he was also loyal to Northumbria.
"You…" Weadhere called out Ragnar but now, dialogue could no longer be understood as the translator was nowhere to be seen which was normal.
Ragnar smirked because he could tell that this man was different from the ones he had been fighting.