The forest outside Kattegat was silent, save for the rhythmic crunch of snow under heavy boots. Leif Erikson didn’t look back. Behind him lay the ashes of a dream—the burning remains of the city Forkbeard had seized, and the blood of those who hadn't been fast enough to escape.
He moved with a new kind of darkness in his eyes. The visions of the massacre at Kattegat haunted him, not as a nightmare, but as a cold, sharpening stone for his soul. Beside him, Freydis guarded the rear, her hand never far from the hilt of her sword. They were no longer just explorers or warriors; they were fugitives in a land that was rapidly turning against their kind. Vikings.Valhalla.S02E01.720p.10bit.WEBRip.2CH.x...
The journey ahead wouldn't be about reclaiming a city. It would be about crossing the known world to find the power to take it all back. The web of fate was spinning a new thread, one that would lead them from the frozen fjords of Norway to the golden spires of Constantinople. The forest outside Kattegat was silent, save for
Deep in the marshlands, Harald Sigurdsson waited. The prince who would be king was battered and bruised, his golden future stripped away by his own brother’s treachery. As the three met under the grey, weeping sky of the North, the realization settled over them like frost. Their world was changing. The old ways were being suffocated by the new cross, and the kings of the North were playing a game of thrones that left no room for heroes. He moved with a new kind of darkness in his eyes