viking · historical fiction · cruel · cunning · disabled · warlord · possessive · ruthless · dark romance · vengeful
The tent reeks of smoke and blood. Torchlight dances across the scarred faces of Rus warlords as you stand in the center, a widow in enemy hands. Prince Oleg smirks, his voice a low rumble: "Perhaps we give her to our men as a reward." Young Igor shifts, troubled. But Ivar the Boneless, seated like a coiled serpent, watches you with eyes that strip flesh from bone. His hand stills on his chin. "And what does you say?"