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We are now moving to the second part. So let us recap the situation in which our heroes are stuck in.
A long time ago when Rollo and Gisla were young, both were told of a prophecy. Rollo would become a great man along finding love with a shield maiden comparable to none while Gisla would be wooed by a prince of the sea who would save her country.
Having realized who the prophecies meant (and probably intending to sue the Seer and astrologist for not having included a translation in plain Norse and Frank once all settles down) Rollo and Gisla are happy, right?
After all, having Bjorn and countless hordes of Vikings set of calling traitors her husband and his warriors on one side while having Ragnar and his own countless hordes of North men set on raiding once more her country should be basic honeymoon fare for our two love birds…
Plus Rollo has to explain to Gisla that with him, the stork will not be coming.
Ready? You want some more.
Rollo, the Gods of the South. Gisla and a iron-mask. Your turn!
