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!
And The War....
Lagertha was being attended to by Drifa in another room while Asger and Ulf caught up, Asger didn't say much and the only reason he even entertained this was to keep an eye on the Viking.
Ulf was strong, he didn't understand how he could be this strong in such a short timeframe but this was a testament to his hard work and determination to reach the height of his brother.
Ulf spoke about his exploits and Asger gave him the validation he so desperately sought by not only acknowledging but praising him.
Ulf felt like a million bucks but that couldn't be helped; Asger wanted to know if his loyalty was with Ragnar or Birger.
"Where have you been, old friend? I have missed you!" Ulf barked, throwing an arm over him.
Asger and Ulf were never close but that could be said with everyone else.
"I can't say the same about you…" Asger responded and this only made Ulf burst out laughing.