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... d and looked up. Blocking out the pale Nordic sun was a mountain of muscle named Bjorn.
At seventeen years old, Bjorn was a terrifying specimen of human engineering. He had shoulders like boulders, a chest like a beer barrel, and a grin that suggested he was having entirely too much fun.
"I think," Ragnar wheezed, rolling onto his back, "that my shield has a structural defect."
Ragnar groaned as he was hauled to his feet. For the last two days, while the village carpenter ...
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