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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!

Kelvin_A · 历史
分數不夠
518 Chs

For Better Or For Worse

Birger finished narrating what he had done, this included the physical assault on Lagertha, and Ragnar's face dropped, the look in his eyes held the rage of a thousand men.

Even Rugalf that was interested in the story found it sickening, most especially what he intended to do with Liv.

Rugalf looked at Ragnar, he felt like he was looking at death itself but this might be an opportunity to see Ragnar's skills in person.

Ragnar grabbed the hilt of his sword, all he wanted to do right now was run it through Birger's heart.

"What happened to Liv?" Rugalf questioned, the story had left it out and this included whose head was served on a platter to Lagertha moments ago.

Birger ignored Ruglaf's question, he had no obligations to answer, the reason he told the story was for one purpose alone and that was to get under Ragnar's skin.

However, Ragnar let go of the hilt of his sword and looked Birger right in the eyes.