The Last Icelander
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Last published Mon, Jun 19, 2017
A story has been whispered among the lands and kingdoms for centuries.
Passed down from generation to generation, master to servant, and has been altered and exaggerated. But the fact still remains, that it indeed happened.
A long long time ago, when the lands were filled with laughter and flowed with fresh wine, milk and honey. The great king Erold the IV ruled justly and ensured there was peace between the kingdom of Arnash and her neighboring kingdoms.
He was loved, respected, and trusted by all.
But in every wall, there must be a crack.
Trust was betrayed
Loyalty was tainted
Love was murdered
And the king was assassinated
The Defenders were brave they did all they could .
BUT-
Were was the icelander? Why was the king alone?
What happened that night was a complete misery.
Not until 19 years later
Wait till you turn the next page ...
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