Chapter TwentyRough hands lifted her. Rough Norse voices grated in her ear, laughing as they shoved her towards a small doorway. Unsure what to think, Melcorka could do nothing but obey. Eyota was persuasive among the tribes but her power did not affect these aliens in her land.
Two storeys down, Erik pushed her into a large chamber where half a dozen people sat on large chairs, with the remaining Norse lounging in one corner, joking as they sharpened their swords and axes. At the outside of the main group were Wamblee's two bodyguards, with Wamblee in between them. At his side, smiling softly, sat Frakkok, with Defender strapped diagonally across her back.
'Here she is.' Erik threw Melcorka onto the ground at Wamblee's feet.
'You have caused me some trouble.' Wamblee's voice rumbled li
