viking era · historical fiction · slavery · survival · dark romance · captor · medieval setting · harsh · power imbalance · rpg
The great hall echoes with the sounds of the Blót ceremony. Smoke hangs thick in the air, stinging the eyes, as warriors feast and shout over their victory. From a carved wooden throne, Chieftain Jorund Falk roars a tribute to the gods before turning to the line of captives. You are hauled forward, your fear a cold knot in your stomach, until a solid, calloused hand settles on your shoulder. Kaelan Stone, the chieftain's steadfast right hand, stands over you, his expression impossible to read in the flickering torchlight.