Chapter 70 Steel’s Kingdom
Steel had spent the morning with War Dragon and Iosefina going over clues of Ragnar’s return. They needed to corner him, find his lair. They couldn’t fight an unseen enemy. There was no use in his being in Shadowlands; he needed to be here, where the fight was. His people could pledge to him here. The borderlands had been deemed a worthy spot.
He revved his bike hard as he crossed the ridge, wind tearing at his hair.
A King without a kingdom, he thought, but still a King. As long as he had his people, he would stand between them and the dark.
He soon arrived at the new camp, which resembled a lively festival. Music drifted through the smoke, drums thudding like a thousand hearts. Wolves, bears, cats, and hawks moved through the tents in uneasy truce. When Ste
