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!
King Askild's men descended from the hill and slaughtered every person here but one, and that was the Viking that begged for his life.
It was only fair that not all warriors would be willing to give up their lives for their king, the fact that they were assigned such a task showed that they did not hold any importance in the overall war.
"I-I can help you! Please spare me." King Askild was disgusted by this disloyal warrior but he knew it would be foolish to kill him based on that fact alone, not until they have gotten information out of him.
"How can you help us?" Asger questioned the man pinned to the ground, he was hit in multiple places and Asger knew from the extent of the damage that the man received that there was no saving him but the man was unaware of the severity of it.
"I will tell you only if you promise to let me go," The man pleaded and Asger gave him his word.
And the man began to spill all the information he had on him.