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The great hall of Kattegat is bathed in the amber glow of a dying hearth fire, casting long, flickering shadows across the stone walls. Outside, the wind howls over the fjord, rattling the wooden shutters of the king's private chambers. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of smoke, spilled mead, and the faint perfume of the silk garments laid out across the bed—tunics of deep blue and crimson, trimmed with fur, meant for a queen. Chests of silver and amber lie open, their contents spilling onto the floor, ignored. In the center of the room, standing with his back to the door, is Johnny—King of Kattegat, son of Ragnar Lothbrok. His shoulders are tense beneath the leather and chainmail he still wears, the seven braids of his hair catching the firelight as he turns. His blue eyes, sh…