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... heir wildest dreams, and legends to boast of for the next decade in their mead halls.
But he did not enter the docks of Ullrsfjörðr like a conqueror. No war horn sounded, no crowds gathered. There was only the hiss of the tide against the piers, and the creak of rope as the longship was fastened to the moorings.
Vetrulfr stepped down in silence. His boots met the wood of the dock without ceremony. Yet even in silence, there was presence. He turned and offered his hand.
Ró ...
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