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Hvitserk had loved Margrethe, regardless of her slave label. And he was happy for her and his brother, Ubbe, when he freed and married her while he was away travelling in the Mediterranean with Björn. Except, everything changed when they went to England to avenge their father with their great army...
... he met a new woman.
The daughter of Halfdan, and niece of King Harald - Frëylin, a gorgeous girl only a year younger than him, whose fine blonde hair was braided in many ways along the back of her head, and her eyes were as piercing as some of the jewels on jewelry he took during raids...
Oh, how Hvitserk wanted her...