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His father is not a king; rather, he is the leader of several tribes that have banded together over the years and all live under one rule. He honestly doesn’t think of himself as a prince either; that would require him to have subjects and he only sees those his father rules over as his people. There’s a difference; he’s a person too.
His name is Genimbjorn of the Stilinski tribe. He’s a fierce warrior, one of the best in all of Briton. Amazing with a blade, skilled with a bow and able to kill a man with his bare hands, he is all of twenty-one winters. Tribes that are not allied with them fear him, the Druids whisper of prophecies about him and the Scavengers, remnants of long dead tribes that hold a grudge against the survivors, yearn for his blood on their swords.
He laughs. It’s a challenge he’s willing to accept.
The lone Stilinski son leads a small group of warriors. They are the elite, the people the lord of their tribe calls when he needs something done. They are not just killers; they are protectors.
They intend to keep it that way.