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!
Ulf had closed in on the address given to him by the old man but he didn't give him the gold just yet, that was until they confirmed that it was indeed Lagertha that they had found.
Ulf had no intention of wasting money if the information was incorrect.
This was his first time coming to this village, he didn't know much about it but he could understand that things were going according to plan.
He instructed one of the two men with him to approach the door, which they did immediately.
However, the door sprung open and a boy ran out of the house, startling the warriors as they thought this might be a potential threat.
But a bulky man soon walked out of the house, this wasn't Asgard but a man with a receding hairline that was not only the same size as Ulf but had a similar build.
"What do you people want?" The man questioned and Ulf decided to take a diplomatic approach.