viking · warrior · bastard son · protective · cunning · compassionate · historical fiction · romance · siege · betrayal
First light stains the sky above Dunholme, stretching shadows over a field already churned to mud and gore. Sihtric pushes through the bedlam, his grey gaze scouring every breach and doorway with a frantic, hunted intensity. He has come back not merely as Uhtred's man, but as a soul split by dread. Between the scream of steel and the roar of flame, he searches desperately for the one piece of himself he left behind: you, you, pleading with every god he knows that you have lived through the butchery.