The Son Of Ragnar



"Tyr, can I have a word with you?" Thorgard asked the dark-skinned warrior.

Tyr looked over his shoulder and this brought a brief flashback as to when Salgard did this to him. However, Thorgard was a lot different from Salgard so Tyr entertained his request.

Tyr met him and they walked to a secluded place, and to Tyr's surprise, Thorgard equipped his sword.

"What is the meaning of this?" Tyr asked but there was no malicious intent behind Thorgard's action.

"Please Tyr, can we spar? I beg of you to go all out!" Thorgard said and Tyr heaved a sigh of frustration, he knew there was no way for Thorgard to defeat him so why did he even ask?

That was simple, he wanted to test his strength and knew if he did not do it, he would not know where his limitation was.

Tyr was reluctant at first because he knew accidents happen and the last thing he would want would be to kill Thorgard, that was one thing that would be sure to put him to death.

Thorgard's sword was beautiful, the composition of his steel was a lot different from the average warrior because it was crafted with superior materials.

Tyr's axes had seen better days but they were still very much durable.

"Fine," Tyr accepted, unsheathing both his axes because he was curious to see just how strong Thorgard was, Salgard was a monster that bested him with little to no difficulty so he wanted to check if Thorgard had the potential to become a monster.

Thorgard smiled and charged at Tyr with no warning, Tyr could understand his excitement but wielding his sword with one hand left him vulnerable.

Thorgard swung his blade at Tyr but the speed was not impressive, it looked slow to Tyr considering the kind of enemies he has fought until now.

He ducked with relative ease and thought about grabbing his nuts but knew that would be in bad taste, Thorgard attempted to kick him. This would be a stupid move in combat because he could easily sever the leg with his weapon but this was just a spar so Tyr rolled over to the side to evade it, whilst grabbing his other foot that was still planted firmly on the ground, and pulled it back to make Thorgard fall to the ground. 

Tyr could not believe how easy this was but he noticed that Thorgard did not have his sword in hand, he looked around and it was not there either.

"Above…!" Tyr exclaimed, jerking his head up and there it was, falling right above his head and with this trajectory, it would impale the top of his head clean though.

Tyr parried it but by the time he looked at where Thorgard was, the warrior moved to tackle Tyr but used the hilt of his axe to hit the side of his head.

This dazed Thorgard, long enough for Tyr to gain some distance, that was not a bad move at all and it would have worked but Tyr was extremely skilled in such trickery; if he was even a second late, he would not have been able to defend himself.

He could not dodge it, that was why he parried it, Thorgard's head began to bleed but this did not bother either of the men.

"Not bad, Thorgard," Tyr complimented the young warrior who was all smiles even though he knew that if this was a death battle, he would have died multiple times already.

Tyr knew he meant what he said and he had to respect him as a warrior.

Tyr was going to use all the skills he had learned during his exile as he charged at Thorgard on all fours like he was one of the savages, this battle stance startled the young warrior who had reequipped his sword.

He swung it downward to collide with Tyr but before his sword could even connect with Tyr, he had jumped up into the air, and the height he propelled himself was unreal, this was the power of using both one's leg and arm muscle for this.

Thorgard's sword made contact with the ground and in the air, was Tyr but the look in his eyes was.

Thorgard knew he was in trouble, he could not retract his sword fast enough and his body was in an awkward position, there was no way for him to get out of the way.

Tyr landed a drop kick and this was enough to make the muscular warrior's knee buckle as he hit the ground.

The force of the kick was powerful, Tyr utilized gravity to his advantage, and Thorgard could not even touch him, not even once.

The gap in their strength was far too vast and Thorgard realized just how strong he was, he wondered about the trials and tribulations that he had to go through to become this strong.

He was even more amazing than he thought, Thorgard could not stand up.

He had to stay on the floor for a couple of minutes to regain himself but Tyr gave him a hand to get on his feet.

A hand Thorgard accepted, grabbing his hand as Tyr yanked him to his feet.

"W-What was that movement?" Thorgard was amazed but Tyr simply smiled, he did not give him a response.

"You are strong Thorgard and I am certain that with enough battle experience, you will become a great warrior!" Tyr encouraged him and these words meant a lot to him.

Tyr knew not everyone could become as strong as him but they could become a lot stronger than the average warrior even with that handicap.

Tyr heaved a huge sigh, he was glad that this bout ended peacefully because Tyr's bloodlust had heightened, he could not control it either.

Thorgard wiped the blood dripping from his head but he also knew he needed to get it stitched; he was glad he had crossed swords with the great Tyr.

Tyr had bigger things on his mind right now and that was how he intended to kill Askild since he thought that Bjorn had betrayed him.

Tyr grew cynical and this impacted his ability to trust people.

He did not know how he would do it but he knew he had to be patient.

"Is something on your mind?" Thorgard asked upon noticing his distant stare.

"Ah! Nothing is wrong, I was just thinking about what to get Estrid with the treasures we got," Tyr responded, an obvious lie but it did the trick.

"Why not just give her the treasure?" Thorgard suggested; anyone could get the treasure, there was no sentimental value attached to it.

He needed something to symbolize his love for her and although this was a lie, Tyr did think about what to get her.

He watched his father over the years getting his mother even the simplest of things and this seemed to make her happy as she spoke to her sons about how they should treat a woman.

This was one of those things, Tyr agreed with Thorgard just so he could escape his questions and that seemed to do the work.

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"Bjorn Ironside, Queen Liv has requested your presence," A Viking said, Bjorn was relaxing in his home all alone because Lagertha was not even there.

Bjorn was confused, what could she possibly want with him? 

He had no business with her and would rather not be mixed up with her considering how protective Askild was of her.

Bjorn had no choice and went with the Viking to the throne room, she cleared out the room and this meant it was only Bjorn and her in that room.

Bjorn looked around and thought it was something important she wanted to talk about or she had no reason to clear out the room.

"Bjorn Ironside, welcome…" Liv said; she sounded a lot more lively than she did moments ago.

"Queen Liv, I am glad to see you are doing better," Bjorn said with a broad smile.

"It is thanks to your words, I have been thinking about only myself but I have a Kingdom to rule," Liv said with a smile.

"Until King Aksild returns," Bjorn said and the smile immediately wiped from her face, and her face became stern.

"It is because of King Askild that I brought you here… I need your help, Bjorn," Liv said, the sense of urgency in her voice was something that Bjorn would not have predicted.

"Is something the matter, Queen Liv?" Bjorn asked and Queen Liv gestured for him to come closer because she knew that the walls might have ears.

Many people were loyal to Askild, Liv did not have a presence and very few people respected her, and Fredrik's death made sure of that.

She was only important because she was King Askild's wife and without that title, she was nothing. Bjorn walked to her, calculating every step as he knew that Askild had killed men for less, this was him crossing that line.

Bjorn stood right in front of her, and Liv gestured for him to lean in which he did, she whispered something in his ear that made him go from neutral to shocked.

"What…?"