Kaupang, the Vik, Late Summer, AD 957
Beacon flames and the doleful echo of warning horns greeted Hakon"s ships as they rowed into the waterway that led to Kaupang, the only town in Hakon"s kingdom. It was early evening, and on either shore, the sun"s sinking rays shone on the spear points and helmets of watchful warriors. Hakon did not mind the unwelcome sights and sounds. In truth, he felt a heavy weight lifted from his spirits. Long ago, Hakon had given the town and the area around it to his nephew, Gudrod, to rule. As the town grew and trade flourished, so too did the need for its protection. It was good to see Gudrod"s vigilance in this task, especially with Erik"s sons so near at hand.
But there was another reason for the grin that now parted Hakon"s sopping beard. As soon as the f
