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If you follow C.S. Woolley or Mightier Than the Sword UK on any of our social media channels, then you will know about the back to school offer that is currently running. If not, then you’ll find all the details below.

20447422_10159024620095024_298263206_oThe Arm Rings of Yngvar Collection refers to the first eight books in the Children of Ribe series, which see the Children of Ribe searching for the arm rings of Yngvar. The Arm Rings of Yngvar gift set is an opportunity for readers to buy all eight paperbacks in a single bundle with the added bonus of an A3 map of the Danelands for 25% less than they would pay for buying each item separately.

Normally retailing at £56.99, the gift set is on offer at just £45 with £2.90 p&p for UK orders until 14th September 2017. On 15th September, the gift set will go back to being £56.99.

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However this isn’t the only offer that is running right now.

bt_bronze_braceletsIf you are a regular visitor to the site, you may have seen the gorgeous bronze arm rings that have been crafted for us on display. These are currently out of stock, but we did have a request made for cheaper arm rings that children could play with. Thus the highly creative C.S. Woolley went to her drawing board, dredged up her costuming knowledge from days gone by and came up with a line of arm rings that are handmade to order out of polymer clay and retail for just £5 each plus p&p.

21729975_10159259171270024_933749259_oAs the arm rings are made out of polymer clay they are suitable for children and adults alike and as they are made to the specified size and number of each order without the use of moulds, each arm ring is unique.

So to celebrate the release of these little marvels, we’ve put together a second Arm Rings of Yngvar gift set that features all eight of the books in the Children of Ribe series, the A3 map of the Danelands and one of the polymer clay arm rings for just £56.99 until 21st September 2017. On 22nd September this gift set will be priced at £59.99.

So don’t miss out on your chance to take advantage of these great deals; claim your gift set now!

Welcome to Denmark, home of the Vikings

When fate knocks at the door, it doesn’t matter how old you are or whether you want to go on an adventure or not.

21744800_10159258246595024_240944598_oThe town of Ribe is the home of four children whose lives are turned upside down when Dalla Ingeborgsdotter arrives in the town. The tales of the storyweavers are no longer just stories to be recited by the fireside and the long peace between the tribes of Denmark looks sure to be shattered.

Join Erland Kabelsen, Christian Andersen, Dalla Ingeborgsdotter, Eva Axeldatter, Riki Andersen and Wifrith the Wolf as they set out on a journey that will change their lives and save their people.

21706459_10159259911355024_1310935111_oThe Children of Ribe is a Viking Saga for children bringing the culture and mythology of the Danish Vikings to life. The book series has been influenced by Enid Blyton, Arthur Ransome, Susan Cooper, J R R Tolkien and C. S. Lewis.

Based in Denmark during the time of the Vikings, these books are tales of magic and danger that are suitable for children from the ages of seven and up to read on their own but also perfect for people to read to children from the age of 4.

The Children of Ribe is a modern fairy tale that brings elements of Danish folklore and mythology to life mixed with elements of Viking culture. These books have been designed to help children with dyslexia to read. You can watch author C.S. Woolley talking about dyslexia and reading from FATE, book 1 in the Children of Ribe series here: https://youtu.be/EcnKLKa5c98

21585456_10159240303370024_1718988376_oWhether you are interested in Vikings, studying them at school, or are simply shopping for the perfect gift for your favourite bookworm, the Children of Ribe series is just what you are looking for.

 

FATE, Book 1 in the Children of Ribe series has been used by Marton Primary School in Cheshire to help teach the Viking part of the National Curriculum to their year 3 and 4 pupils.

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We’re moving back to Viking Denmark today for another extract from the Children of Ribe series with book 4, DOUBT. The series has been written to not only open up the world of Norse magic and myth for children, but also to help encourage children with dyslexia to read.

DOUBT: An extract

Pieter didn’t like travelling on ships. He got seasick after a few minutes on rafts, let alone in ships that crossed the Kattegat. Camila and Beatrix didn’t seem to be at all phased by travelling across the sea, even when the waves came over the side of the ship.

When land was sighted, Pieter was so relieved that he momentarily forgot his sickness; that is until he tried to stand.

“Pieter! It’s them! Look!” Camila shouted excitedly as the ship drew close enough to the shores of Fyn so that both Camila and Beatrix could see their brothers and friends stood beside the sea, almost as if they were waiting for them.

“It can’t be.” Pieter murmured as he stumbled across the deck, his hand clamped over his mouth.

“But it is! Look, Wifrith is there too!” Beatrix was just as excited as Camila.

“Who are the two men with them?” Camila asked her sister.

“I don’t know; they look familiar for some reason.” Beatrix said, scratching her head.

“They are some of the men from Hedeby that attacked Eva, Christian and Erland in Ribe.” Pieter said as he wretched over the side of the ship.

The captain brought his ship up on the shore and his sailors jumped over the side, rushing over to where the group of children stood.

“Where is the witch?” one of the sailors demanded.

“Which witch?” Erland asked.

“There’s more than one on this island?” another sailor asked, looking slightly worried.

“There are three.” Eva replied dryly.

“We’re looking for the witch that gave us gold to bring her here with some warriors from the south.” the first sailor replied. Christian, Eva, Oleg and Joas drew their swords and levelled them at the sailors.

“Why are you looking for her?” Riki asked. Wifrith was stood next to the young boy, but he wasn’t growling.

“The gold was enchanted. When we looked at it on the mainland it had all turned back to charcoal.” the second sailor grunted. The four warriors amongst the children lowered their swords and put them away.

“We don’t know where she is, but we want to talk to your captain.” Dalla said. The sailors looked at each other and nodded to those on-board that it was safe to disembark. The captain came over the side of the ship next whilst the other sailors helped Pieter, Camila and Beatrix to come ashore.

“Beatrix! Camila!” Riki shouted as he recognised his sisters getting off the ship. The boy ran forward with Wifrith beside him to greet the two girls.

“You know when Fjori said that there were three missing from our party, your sisters are the last people I would have thought she was talking about.” Erland whispered to Christian.

“Who are they?” Joas asked as he watched the two newly arrived girls with interest.

“They are Christian and Riki’s sisters.” Eva said with a warning note to her voice.

“They aren’t warriors like you, why are they here?” Oleg asked.

“I have no idea.” Eva shrugged.

Pieter struggled to disembark from the ship, even when he was on the land he still needed to sit for a few moments to recover before he could stand up again.

“Who is that mess?” Joas laughed as he saw Pieter sat by the sea with his head between his knees.

“My cousin, Pieter.” Eva replied shortly.

“Is he a warrior?” Oleg asked.

“Yes, he used to train with me.” Eva replied.

“Then why is he in such a bad state?” Joas was still laughing.

“He isn’t very good with boats.” Christian said with a broad smile.

“So these are the three that we have been missing from our party?” Dalla frowned.

“Two girls that don’t know anything about fighting and a boy who gets sea sick.” Erland shook his head as he spoke.

“Before you are too hard on Camila and Beatrix, none of you could fight before I trained you.” Eva reminded Erland and went to join Riki and Wifrith.

“Do you think they’ll survive training with Eva?” Erland asked his best friend. Christian responded with a broad grin, a supressed laugh and a shrug, before he followed his girlfriend.

“Captain!” Dalla called, and beckoned for the ship’s captain to come over.

“My sailors tell me the witch we are looking for isn’t here. What is it that you want?” the captain asked.

“We want you to take us all to Skåne. We have seven jars of mead to exchange for passage. If you are looking for the witch, she is looking for us. Wherever we go, she is sure to follow.” Erland replied.

“Mead? Let me taste it.” the captain said as he held out his hand for one of the jars. Oleg handed the captain the jar he was carrying. The captain opened it and took a swig out of it.

“Will you take us to Skåne?” Joas asked.

“For this mead, I’d take you to the end of the world,” the captain replied with a grin on his face, “is there anywhere that we can get water and food for the journey?” he asked.

“There’s water and some food that can be foraged, but the island doesn’t have much.” Oleg replied.

“Can you show my boys where it all is? Then as soon as we’ve restocked, we can be on the way.” the captain said.

“Oleg and I will show them,” Erland answered, “Dalla, you should take Joas and introduce him to the others.”

Dalla nodded and Joas followed her over to where Camila and Beatrix were hugging their brothers and Eva was sat by her cousin waiting for him to be well enough to talk.

“Dalla!” Beatrix squealed as she saw the young spell caster and rushed over to hug her. Dalla found it odd that Beatrix was being so friendly. They had never spoken in the village, Dalla hadn’t been there long enough for them to talk, let alone become friends.

“Don’t worry; she’s like that with everyone.” Riki beamed. He was clearly thrilled to have his sisters there as well as his older brother.

“Oh we’ve missed you both so much!” Camila said as she threw her arms around Riki for the fourth time.

“How are things in Ribe?” Christian asked as Eva led Pieter over to where the Anderson siblings stood.

“Bad. The warriors from Hedeby and Schleswig have marched on the town. Everyone is ready for war, they are defending the town. The elders sent us out after the first attacks on the south side of the town.” Pieter replied with a snarl in the direction of Joas.

“It wasn’t Joas that attacked Ribe.” Christian defended their new ally.

“I beg to differ. He was the one that led the warriors to attack the town to kill all of you.” Pieter growled in reply.

“You’re right, I did. I was doing what I was ordered to do as a warrior of my people. I was told it was to protect my home from the children of Ribe who were trying to find the arm rings to start the tribe wars again.” Joas spat back.

“And yet your people are the ones attacking us.” Pieter replied tartly.

“Enough bickering,” Eva said sternly, “Joas and Oleg chased us up to Lindholm and then down to Fyn. They have been trying to kill us since we first met them in Ribe, if anyone has a right to be angry with them – it’s us. They are not our enemies, they are working against Viggo.” she continued. Pieter stared at his cousin, not quite sure what to say.

Beatrix was stood next to Dalla, but she wasn’t listening to what the others were saying. She could hear the faint sound of singing coming from somewhere nearby.

“Beatrix, are you all right?” Christian asked, breaking her concentration on the far off music.

“Yes, I’m fine.” Beatrix smiled. The singing had stopped. She shook her head and watched as the captain gathered up the jars of mead and helped the children load the belongings and the ponies onto the ship.

“What is going on?” Pieter asked with concern.

“We’re taking the ship to Skåne.” Riki replied.

“Why can’t we stay here? We’ve only just arrived.” Pieter replied.

“The next arm ring is on Skåne. We need to get there as fast as we can. Fjori the völva told us where we can find it and that you would be arriving here.” Christian said with an edge to his voice.

“So you were here waiting for us!” Camila clapped her hands with delight.

“Yes, we should help the captain. The sooner we get everything loaded onto the ship, the sooner we can leave.” Eva said flatly.

“What’s wrong with Eva?” Joas mumbled to Christian.

“I don’t think she’s thrilled to have Pieter here.” Christian replied in a quiet voice.

“He’s her cousin though.” Joas frowned.

“Yes, and the only other warrior in Ribe who isn’t a married adult.” Christian replied.

“I see. What about your sisters? Are they married yet?” Joas asked lightly. Christian looked at Joas with a raised eyebrow, “I’m just asking.” Joas said defensively.

“They’re not married, Camila is seventeen and Beatrix is fifteen, does that answer any questions you have about them?” Christian asked with a wry smile.

“Yes, I was just curious as to why Pieter isn’t married to one of them.” Joas smiled.

“Because I would kill him before he married any woman that is important to me.” Christian replied dryly.

“You’re starting to sound like Eva.” Joas teased.

“In this case, that’s not a bad thing.” Christian sighed.

It didn’t take long for the sailors to return to the ship with Erland, Oleg, fresh water, berries foraged from the forest, packs of grass that had been cut for the ponies and eels that had been caught from the river.

When the captain was satisfied that everything had been stored properly on the ship, and that there was enough food and water on-board for his passengers, the were ponies securely tied up next to the cargo and all their bags tied down so that they wouldn’t slide about the ship, he gave the order to set sail.

The children were put to work on the ship, Camila and Beatrix were taking care of the ponies, Pieter was stood leaning over the rail of the ship, and the others were helping the sailors with sailing the ship.

They were at sea for little more than an hour when Beatrix could hear the far off singing drifting to her over the roar of the waves.

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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Today we are going back to the land of the Danes with an extract from book 3 in the Children of Ribe series, WIFRITH.

Wifrith: An Extract

Wifrith growled, but his warning was too late. Ciara Enosdatter, völva, witch of the old ways, used magic to knock the wolf aside before he could bite her. Wifrith rolled over on the muddy ground several times. He whined and tried to get up, but fell back down almost straight away.

Erland Kalebsen was asleep in the tent. The sound of Wifrith growling woke him up. He stumbled out of the tent with his sword in his hand, but he was too groggy. All he could do was watch.

Dalla Ingeborgsdotter had been sat by the fire, lost in her thoughts when Ciara had entered the camp. The dreamer hadn’t heard Wifrith’s warning. By the time she realised she was in danger, it was too late. Ciara had grabbed the girl by the arm and started chanting.

Erland watched as Dalla and Ciara vanished in a blinding flash of light. The young man from Ribe was suddenly very awake. He rushed to check on Wifrith.

The wolf wasn’t badly hurt, just stunned, but as Erland approached, Wifrith tried to bite him. Erland snatched his hand back and stared at the wolf with surprise.

Erland watched Wifrith warily as he slowly got up, snarled and darted out of the camp towards the woods. Erland thought about chasing after him, but he didn’t want to leave the camp. If Christian, Eva and Riki came back to an empty camp, they wouldn’t know what had happened. Instead he called on the guardian of his arm ring of Yngvar.

“Aldís!” Erland called. His guardian Disir slowly materialised in front of him. She looked different to the last time she appeared. She looked more like a ghost. Erland could barely see her with the sun behind her.

“What is it?” Aldís asked impatiently.

“What’s happening? Why didn’t you help?” Erland demanded.

“You weren’t in danger. The force that was blocking magic here has gone, but it has left damage. It is harder to breakthrough from the spirit world than it should be. It is like the bridge has been damaged. I was weakened by the barrier and now it is harder for me to get here.” Aldís explained.

“But what about Dalla?” Erland asked.

“She is safe for the moment. The witch couldn’t take her far, but I can’t see where they are.” Aldís said, her form fading so that she looked like a chalk outline.

“What about Wifrith? What’s wrong with him?” Erland asked.

“I already told you that magical creatures have had their strength drained and the damage is making it harder for spirits to cross into this world,” Aldís said, “is that all you wanted?”

“No! I have to find Dalla!” Erland cried.

“That is something I can’t help you with. You will have to wait for your friends to return.” Aldís disappeared as she spoke until only her words hung in the air.

Erland kicked the ground in frustration. He didn’t know where Dalla or Wifrith had gone; he didn’t know where Eva, Christian or Riki were, if they had found the next arm ring or if they had been eaten by a dragon.

He was all alone on a strange island and didn’t know what to do.

“At least the warriors from Hedeby aren’t here.” he sighed to himself as he sat down by the fire to think.

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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Christmas is over and all the supermarkets in Great Britain seem convinced that it’s already Easter, but we’re not quite done with our Christmas giving. Today we are bringing you the opening to WAR, book 2 in the Children of Ribe by C.S. Woolley. The Children of Ribe is a book a modern fairytale and Viking saga for children.

WAR: an extract

“Where are we?” Riki Andersen frowned as he looked around. The last thing he remembered, he had been scrambling to pick up his sword. He had dropped it when he tried to draw it from its scabbard. The warriors of Hedeby had found them on the headland opposite Lindholm.

“I don’t know.” Eva Axeldatter replied. She had been the only one of the children who was ready to fight the advancing warriors. Her pet wolf, Wifrith, was sat next to his mistress. The danger that had threatened her was gone. The wolf didn’t care where they were now, only that Eva was safe.

“You are on the island of Fyn.” a female voice said. Eva and Riki turned round. Behind them were stood Dalla Ingeborgsdotter, Christian Andersen, Erland Kalebsen and a woman that neither of them had seen before.

She wasn’t a normal woman, she looked like a spirit. She was stood next to Erland, though neither Erland nor Christian seemed surprised to see her. Eva wondered if she was a threat, but Wifrith wasn’t growling.

“Aldís,” Erland said, “why are you here?” he asked.

“I am the guardian of the arm ring of Yngvar, now that you have found the arm ring, I will be there to protect you wherever you go.” Aldís replied.

“You transported us to Fyn?” Christian asked.

“I did. I can only protect you when Erland is wearing the arm ring though. If he hadn’t put it on before the warriors reached you, I wouldn’t have been able to transport you to safety.” Aldís said.

“Why did you bring us to the island of Fyn?” Dalla asked.

“Because it is the furthest away from the warriors of Hedeby I could carry you, your ponies and all of your belongings,” Aldís replied, “you should rest for the night.” The spirit said before she disappeared.

“An unusual day we’re having.” Christian said under his breath.

Riki set to work looking for wood so that Christian could build a fire. Christian and Erland were both still wet and cold after swimming the strait between the headland and Lindholm to find the arm ring. The two boys were checking the ponies, the warm bodies of the ponies helping to keep the two warm until the fire was built.

“We should put up the tent.” Eva said. The tent they had made to camp in the woods to the east of Viborg had been saved and packed onto the back of Riki’s pony. It didn’t take the two girls long to put it together.

Erland and Christian went inside the tent to change out of their wet clothes. Eva sat down with Dalla as they went through the food supplies they had.

“When did you learn how to do magic?” Eva asked quietly.

“Ciara taught me.” Dalla replied. She didn’t look at Eva as she spoke.

“Is that why we were kidnapped?” Eva asked, chewing on her bottom lip.

“Yes.” Dalla said meekly.

“When were you going to tell us?” Eva asked calmly.

“I don’t know. I was hoping you wouldn’t find out. I didn’t want you all to be angry with me.” Dalla was close to tears.

Eva didn’t say a word. She stood up and went to help Riki with the fire. Dalla sat looking miserable. Wifrith lay close beside her, his watchful eyes fixed on the food.

Erland and Christian felt much better when they had changed into dry clothes. Erland was wearing his arm ring proudly as he stepped out of the tent. He was carrying the wet clothes. Riki and Eva had lit the fire and gone in search of water.

“All alone?” Erland asked Dalla as he laid out the clothes so that they would dry by the fire.

“Wifrith is here.” Dalla replied.

“Where are Riki and Eva?” Erland asked.

“They went to get water, I think. They didn’t tell me.” Dalla shrugged.

“Oh.” Erland said. He felt a little uncomfortable talking to Dalla. He found it hard to talk to girls at the best of times. They liked him a lot, but he was always tongue tied. Dalla was even more of a problem to talk to. She swung between being very happy and very sad and always seemed to have a faraway look in her eyes.

“We should make a pen for the ponies.” Dalla said, breaking the awkward silence.

“Good idea!” Erland said enthusiastically. He waited for Dalla to put away the food and then the two set to work building a pony pen.

Christian had fallen asleep inside the tent. Wifrith padded in and flopped down beside the boy. The wolf knew that Christian was important to his mistress, so he guarded him whilst he slept.

“Are you angry with Dalla?” Riki asked Eva. The two were looking for any signs of a river close by.

“Yes.” Eva said shortly.

“Why?” Riki asked.

“She learned magic from the witch that held us prisoner.” Eva said with a frown.

“She was a prisoner too. Ciara put her under a spell.” Riki replied.

“Don’t say her name.” Eva’s eyes flared as she spoke.

“Why not?” Riki asked.

“When you say the name of evil things you give them more power.” Eva warned.

“Don’t say things like that!” Riki whined.

“It’s true; you’ve heard the old stories.” Eva said.

“But in the old stories saying the name doesn’t only give it more power. It calls the evil to you.” Riki shuddered as he spoke.

“Exactly. So don’t say her name.” Eva said pointedly.

“Okay. The witch it is,” Riki agreed, “but Dalla really was a prisoner too. I heard the witch casting spells over Dalla and I am sure the witch put potions in Dalla’s food too.”

“It doesn’t matter. Dalla put us all in danger.” Eva said stubbornly.

“What about you?” Riki asked.

“What do you mean, ‘what about you’?” Eva demanded.

“You got captured by that troll. You put us all in danger.” Riki asked innocently.

“That was different. We weren’t all prisoners of the troll.” Eva snapped.

“No, but Christian fought the troll to free you. We didn’t have to fight the witch, we just ran away.” Riki said.

“It’s not the same thing.” Eva refused to admit she was wrong.

“If you say so,” Riki shrugged, “hey, look over there, I can see a pond!”

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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It’s getting ever close to Christmas and today we are back in Viking Denmark for another short tale about the snow in Ribe. If you enjoy this take and the other short story from the Children of Ribe universe, there are some discounted book gift sets that include digital and paperback copies of the books and A3 posters that make ideal gifts for children and adults who haven’t grown up yet, available exclusively from our Etsy Store.

First Snow Fall in Ribe

The mead hall in Ribe was full of men, women and children. The sound of laughter and celebrating echoed out of the town and out across the lands beyond. Pav stood on the wall that they had built around the town to defend against the invading armies from Hedeby and Schleswig. The lights from their campfires dotted the landscape, glowing in the dark of the night and giving the old warrior and unsettled feeling in his stomach.

The snow had fallen and driven back the armies to the shelter of forests that surrounded the town. The animals had all been driven out and the snow had made it virtually impossible for the army to forage for anything in the forest. There were other dangers that lurked in the trees like trolls, wolves and bandits. If the armies of Hedeby and Schleswig were foolish enough to remain in the woods during the winter they wouldn’t be in any state to assault the town in force come the first thaw of spring.

“Any signs of movement out there?” Kaleb asked as he joined his father on the wall.

“No, everything is quiet, just as you’d expect. No one is stupid enough to try and launch an attack against these walls when the snow is knee deep.” Pav replied gruffly.

“How many fires have you counted?” Kaleb asked as he warmed his hands in the bracer that stood beside him.

“Too many to count, rising smoke from denser parts of the forest too. Impossible to know how many warriors they’ve got there,” Pav sighed, “how are the preparations going?”

“Well, Axel and Frigg have the fires burning hot enough to keep me forging from now until Ragnarok.” Kaleb said with a grim expression of his face.

“There were plenty of blades left on the corpses now covered by snow.” Pav shook his head sadly.

“The cost of war we pay in the lives of the young. You told me that when I was begging you to tell me heroic stories from the tribe wars.” Kaleb said patting his father on the shoulder.

“All those lives lost because Viggo has lost his mind and now calls himself king.”

“We’ve loaded the bodies into the boats and they are ready to burn – children of Ribe, Hedeby and Schleswig alike.” Kaleb tried to console his father.

“We’ll sing songs of this day for generations to come, of the madness of ‘King’ Viggo and how the first snow of winter held him here and broke the spirit of his army.” Pav said.

“You don’t think he’ll retreat?” Kaleb frowned.

“No, his queen is here and all those that would consider themselves elders of both Hedeby and Schleswig. None of them have the wisdom or experience in war that would tell them returning home until the spring thaw is the only sensible thing to do. They’ll be starving in a few weeks, and those that don’t starve will fall prey to the wolves.” Pav growled.

“At least with their attention focused on us, the children have a better chance.” Kaleb sighed and looked up at the sky. There wasn’t a single star to be seen, so think was the cloud.

“It’ll snow again soon. I hope they’re keeping themselves warm.” Pav smiled to himself.

“Erland knows how to keep a fire burning, even in the heaviest rain. They’ll be warm enough.” Kaleb closed his eyes and tried to not think about passing the whole winter without any word of how his son fared.

“They were meant to search for the arm rings, just as we were meant to stand on this wall and hold back the tides of war.” Pav said warmly.

“Then we must all do what the gods have put before us and trust that when the spring thaw comes, our children will be home again.” Frigg said as she joined her husband and her father-in-law on the wall.

“Brave the cold of winter’s nights, bear our heavy hearts on high, for the sun will shine once more when spring is here again.” Pav recited and turned his attention to the blazing glow of the hundreds of fires that sprinkled the dark, snow covered lands of Ribe.

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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