Valkyries' Chosen

On the cold coast of northern Scandinavia, a princess awakens to a savage legacy-and is hunted by her own people.My entire life has been a lie.Princess of Lofoten, heiress of Borg, Jarl of Hålogaland one day-none of that is real.The truth is … darker.When I learn who I really am, it awakens something within me.Something frightening.Something violent.I've always had a temper. There's enough young men with missing teeth who can attest to that.But this is different.This rage. This hunger. This intense thirst for blood.I'm losing control-and people are dying.Those who loved me now look at me with fear in their eyes.They whisper about me. About my father. About the sword he left behind.A cursed sword that demands bloodshed.Tyrfing.

A Norse princess consumed by a violent legacy crosses kingdoms in pursuit of a cursed blade that demands bloodshed.After a summer of raiding, we row into Holmgard to sell our slaves and loot.I've been warned not to speak about my lineage. The Rus haven't forgotten my father-and just mentioning his name could get everybody killed.Of course, that warning never reached the rest of the crew. We're not in the city a full day before I'm dragged before Queen Sifka.Another reminder that the whole world seems determined to keep me away from what I want most.Tyrfing.I can feel it. Calling from across the waves. From my father's tomb.Beckoning me to claim it.Nothing will stop me.Not the Rus. Not a giant-blooded prince. Not a monster worshipped as a god.I will take what is mine.

A Scandinavian princess broken by a cursed legacy is forced to rely on the sword that has shaped-and doomed-her bloodline.This blade has already cost me more than I can bear to speak of.I can't even bring myself to draw it-not again.Now I'm a prisoner in the camp of General Sarus, a commander as cunning as he is ruthless. To him, I'm no princess, no shieldmaiden of renown-only a savage to be broken.But the truth is, with the kind of people that are after me, I'm desperate for his protection-until we start marching north to contend with the Germanic Coalition.Because if we meet who I fear we will, Sarus can't help me.The only thing that might keep me alive … is Tyrfing-the sword that's destroyed my family for generations.I only wonder what it will take from me this time.