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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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Gissur Þorvaldsson

Nora went into defensive mode the moment she was confronted she knew playing dumb would only make him angry as she was meant to have left the area.

"I-I can explain," She stuttered, fearing for her life because she knew the wrong move would only guarantee her death. Tyr has already shown himself to be ruthless but she needed to calm first.

"I know you can explain and that is why I am asking you to," Tyr said but there was something scary about his eyes, she felt like it was sucking her life from her body. It was so intimidating that she had to look away, but Tyr held her jaw and raised her head.

"You look at me when I am talking to you," Tyr warned her, Nora gulped loudly.

"I-I am sorry for not leaving immediately but I went to spend some time with him, Chieftain," Nora said. Tyr was confused by what she saw. She was speaking like she expected him to understand.