Danegeld was the silver the Saxons would pay to keep the dreaded Vikings from their shores.
It was the price a half-Irish beauty would pay to the keep the murderer of her parents at bay. The price to keep the powerful magic of her forebears from overwhelming her. The price to keep her stirring womanhood in check.
It was all one mightly Viking would give to retain the respect of the jarls and might of his sword arm.
And in England's Dark Ages, sometimes it was all that stood between what a person was and what he should be.
It was the price a half-Irish beauty would pay to the keep the murderer of her parents at bay. The price to keep the powerful magic of her forebears from overwhelming her. The price to keep her stirring womanhood in check.
It was all one mightly Viking would give to retain the respect of the jarls and might of his sword arm.
And in England's Dark Ages, sometimes it was all that stood between what a person was and what he should be.
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