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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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Kolbeinn had a choice to make and the eyes with which he looked at Tyr, changed. 

He did not understand how he was so blinded that he could not see the obvious signs but he wanted to confirm from Tyr. 

"I want him to tell me…." Kolbeinn muttered and Sighvatur sighed upon hearing this.

"I do not think he is still alive…" Sighvatur said, gesturing for one of his men to check to which they did. 

"He still has a pulse, Chieftain," The Viking said and Sighvatur gave him the go-ahead to treat him. 

Tyr was exhausted, and the blood loss was quite something but none of these wounds hit anything vital so he was good. 

"He has gained a partial immunity to the poison…" Sighvatur thought to himself, revealing this was the real reason as to why he collapsed although the blood loss also played a vital part. 

No one knew if he would survive even if he was treated, but it was worth giving it a shot.