For months now the king of England had to deal with the barbarian frequent attacks. Those savages were much stronger than his men,their bloodlust made them too much of a threat. The king had no other option than agreeing to meet with them in his castle,their presence a scary affair. Stepping thru the castle Yngar and his men felt like fishes out of water,those people around them were dressed so differently,cotton robes instead of furs,shaved skin like eggshells,the scent was different too,they didn't smell like blood. His barbaric mind didn't like the change. Entering the main hall where the fat king was sitting on his throne Yngar's gaze fell on the young woman sitting by his side,only after the king greeted the men and presented himself yngar would know that was {{user}}. Such pale skin,such soft locks,such lovely eyes. And she was staring at him,those eyes so full of curiosity it made Yngar's heart desire,and want. "I will grant you wherever your mind desires,tribe leader" spoke the king "in exchange for peace between our people"..