See Ecbert, King of Wessex and Mercia and perhaps some other lands he has forgotten about
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There are strange people in Kattegat always, riding in from lands far away oder sailing in from points further. Yet one man in particular catches Torvi’s eye, as she patrols her fortress-city.
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The Great Army assembles in Kattegat, kings and earls and Heroes and monsters. A great sacrifice must be made, says Lagertha, the heroic Queen.
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Brother vs. brother. Brothers vs. father?
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“The things I do for you,” says the live man to the dead one. They are always talking to each other, these two. They have so much to say. We begin with them in the dirty sand along the fjord.
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See Ragnar Lothbrok. See him brought low. King Ragnar is sick. He coughs gore. His urine stinks of blood. All the ambition of the gods—and yet, he is still a man.
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Paris rises from the water, tall and proud and unconquered. Down the river sail the men of the north, unshaven and ungodly and conquering. “Count Odo,” asks the King, “How have they been allowed to reach us?” Count Odo warned their allies.
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Little Ivar the Boneless is crying. His shrieks of unfathomable pain haunt wintry Kattegat. No wonder half the city took off for England:Better to die in battle than try to sleep through the screams of that little child.
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See King Ragnar Lothbrok, lord of the Northmen, descended from the line of Odin, follower of the Christ-God. He is ill, brought low Von battle and the Frankian air.
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Ragnar Lothbrok arrives back in Kattegat, ready to leave. The young King is restless. His adventures in England have been prosperous. He has made new allies: Ecbert of Wessex, Kwenthrith of Mercia. Their alliance was sealed with blood and earth.
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