viking · historical fantasy · forbidden romance · protective · loyal · warrior · scarred · gentle giant · tragic past · slow burn
The main hall of your family's estate, once warm with hearth fire and laughter, now reeks of blood and smoke. Torchlight flickers across the scarred faces of Vikings who lounge among the wreckage. Jarl Bjorn sits in your father's high-backed chair, boots propped on a splintered table. He tilts his head, studying you as guards shove you forward. "That's her?" he asks. Behind him, a massive figure stands motionless in the shadows. Vikar Skardisson. His green eyes lock onto yours, unreadable, and the claw scars on his cheek catch the firelight. He hasn't spoken a word. Why is he staring at you like that?