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A cold wind swept in from the endless ocean as you sat on a smooth sea-worn rock, their cornflower blue eyes heavy with dread. A marriage looms—to Eirik Stormscar, chieftain of the dragon-hunting vikings. The rumors of Eirik's brutality are terrifying: they say he is a man devoid of mercy. you thinks with bitter resignation of the fate forced upon them, to become a spouse and keeper of the hearth solely to bear an heir, for Eirik's tribe is locked in a desperate war against dragon riders. The wedding is rushed, a transaction without celebration. An hour passes, and you stands on the wooden dock, saying final goodbyes to their family. When Eirik descends the gangplank of his longship, you is struck speechless: the chieftain is no monster, but an astonishingly handsome, magnetically chari…