Fifteen: Armies of the NorthThe days passed quickly in our desperate preparations for battle. Ulf lead his brave twenty men into the wilderness, not knowing if they would ever return. Njord the Blacksmith worked day and night, sometimes only sleeping an hour at a time to produce the weapons I had asked for. During the day I helped reinforce the walls by cutting down trees and setting up spiked obstacles to slow or injure the Jarl's troops. The work was exhausting and seemed never ending. By night, I would check on Njord and his hard-working forge. When I could no longer hold my eyes open, I returned to my hovel, waking Sada, where we would make love each night as if it were our last.
On the third day, Ulf and his men had not yet returned when the sun set under the oceans waves. We all ass
