Sven Eriksson
“Now, before I tell you this story, you must promise to keep it to yourself, Astrid.”
Astrid, my beautiful mate, nods. “Of course, Sven.”
Astrid has been with me for two hundred years, and I have loved her just as long.
After Queen Sigrid evoked the Ragnar spell, I took it upon myself to do the same. I needed to be alive when she eventually returned. For many years, I roamed the earth searching for my Queen and her King. I didn’t find them in every life they led, but in many, I did. However, I never got close enough to tell them who they were before they were killed.
I failed almost twenty years ago to save Sigrid and Björn from drowning. I had hoped I could take their bodies before the spell sent them off to their next lives. But I was too late. Hades took Björn for hi
