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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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We Meet Again, Old Friend

King Ragnar had left Ulf's house but the look on his face was another but joyful, he was fuming as Ulf had clearly said something to upset him but what that is, one cannot discern. 

King Ragnar had learned to control his emotions because he knew if he threw a tantrum, it could be seen as a sign of weakness.

That was one thing that Ragnar did not need, he needed something to take his mind off the conversation he just had with his brother. 

Ulf did not walk him out but he was seen shutting the door after Ragnar left, holding his bloody nose. 

Ragnar walked for a few minutes, and everyone looked at him with admiration but someone soon stood in front of Ragnar and he felt all the anger he had accumulated lift off his shoulders the moment he saw who the person was. 

"Hagen!" Ragnar called out. 

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