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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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Wedding Tomorrow?

Playtime was over and now came business, everyone excused Rugalf and Grjötgard.

Rugalf's demeanor was completely different, as well as Grjötgard's.

"It is as feared, King Rugalf…" Grjötgard said and the worry that crept up on Rugalf's face was evident. 

"This is bad…" Rugalf muttered under his breath. 

"Ingólfur Arnarson has completely shut off Iceland from the outside world, we could not infiltrate nor get any information from the place but I fear he might not be an ally in the upcoming expedition," Grjötgard said outright. 

"How do you know this?" Rugalf asked his younger brother. 

"He was meeting with various people, none of which I recognized…" Grjötgard said. 

"This is of concern because?" Rugalf asked, he knew there was more to it because this itself should not be a concern.