Skuli and his men left but in the days that followed father
arranged for guards to be posted.
“Father, Mother, wake up!” Gunner yelled, yanking back the
curtains to the chamber.
Arrows thunked into the wood of the longhouse.
Gunnar peered through the window, his blood turned cold.
The men howled like wolves.
Gunnar’s heart pounded as if it was about to burst through
his ribs.
All 3 panted in ragged gasps, their breath making a cloud in
the night air.
He drew his breath sharply.