Chapter 45: Leaving Waidu

Jarl lifted his head slowly from the side of the bed and winced as his neck creaked in protest. The fire had completely burned out. Just a few embers were alive in the ash, and outside the sky was completely black. Other than the whistle of a few birds that darted around the rooftops of… Read More…

Chapter 44: Wolves

Garðar rode into the camp with a cloud of dust behind him. He did not even wait for his bison to stop before he jumped from the saddle and ran towards Ulf’s yurt. His elation was plain to see as he shouted the same phrase again and again. “The mountain! The mountain!” Before he had… Read More…

Chapter 43: Sick

“I know what you’re going to say,” Astrid mumbled, her voice slurred. “You’re going to tell me I should have asked for help.” Jarl rolled his eyes. “Not exactly the words I would have used.” He had pulled her blanket from the bed down in front of the fire and put several logs in the… Read More…

Chapter 42: Waidu

Astrid breathed a loud sigh of relief as she saw the tall red walls of Waidu ahead of them and the miles upon miles of rich, vibrant green plains around it. Under her clothes she could feel the heat radiating from her infected shoulder and an unbearable itchiness under her skin. The tremors in her… Read More…

Chapter 41: Har Fleinn

Halvard sat down at the edge of the table, exhausted. Eilíf sat down opposite him and leant her head down on the table, too tired to eat the food Holmvé had made for them. Halvard ripped the bread beside his soup into tiny pieces and dropped them into the bowl for them to soak. He… Read More…

Chapter 40: Ride

Jarl was fast asleep, wrapped in the wolf skin. Astrid unwound her veil from around her neck so she could push aside her tunic and look at the wound on her shoulder. She shivered as she lifted the side of her tunic and undid the bandages that were tightly wrapped across her chest, shoulder and… Read More…

Chapter 39: Hallótta

“How many left?” Halvard grumbled. His back was so sore he felt as though it would snap at any moment. “Five.” Halvard growled in frustration and paused to sit down on one of the steps of the nearby houses. The rest of the squad sat down with him and tucked their baskets between their feet…. Read More…

Chapter 38: Kelics

It only took a few hours for lack of sleep to take its toll. Astrid watched as she ran alongside the pony. Jarl’s eyes were half closed. She said nothing until they stopped for midday to allow the pony to rest. Jarl dismounted, sore and tired, and sat down heavily on the grass. She had… Read More…