The dream came true of a master of historical fencing and a great lover of everything medieval—Nikolay Perylyak, or, as he calls himself in a new way, Ulf of Blackhead. He is in the ninth century. And he is a Viking from the crew of the glorious earl Hrerik-Sokol. Ahead lies a great expedition to France, but first he must winter on the Danish island of Roskilde, the possession of the strongest and most ruthless of the Norse jarls, Ragnar Lodbrok.
Those who think that wintering in the company of Danish Vikings is a nonstop feast with friends-warriors and merry girls are only partly right. There are also vigorous, bloody celebrations in honor of the local gods and fun Norse games, from which not everyone manages to come out unharmed. And also runaway berserkers, aggressive neighbors, and handsome Danish women—whom you shouldn’t touch with your hands without permission, lest you end up without arms. In short, it won’t be boring. Neither for the hero nor for the reader.