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please try and control
your temper. I don’t know what’s going on but every one of these men thinks he
is a Viking…”
    “Mass insanity,” he cut her off with a high-pitched squeal
in his tone. “Every one of them has lost their marbles. And Vakr said I have to
row. Me, row? The man really is insane. What’s down there, whips and chains?”
    Svana was disturbed by the tone of David’s voice. She took a
good look at his haggard expression. His clothes, ratty threadbare cloth, were
askew and rumpled. He looked terrified. A small bruise was on his chin and his
wrists were chafed. Svana felt her face blaze; she was furious.
    Did someone hurt my
brother?
    She grabbed her brother’s hand and pulled him to Vakr.
Svana’s eyes narrowed onto the huge man and her battle stance was unshakable.
She was going to get to the bottom of this so help them…
    “What did your men do to my brother?” she demanded.
    “He was not harmed,” Vakr replied grimly. “It was why Ari
took you below last eve instead of me. I spoke to my men about your brother and
that he was not to be injured.”
    Svana stomped her food onto the hard wooden deck. “What did
they do?” she ground out.
    “They merely tied him up and threatened to throw him
overboard. Ari cut him loose. He’s fine,” Vakr said.
    “You promised to keep us safe!” Svana howled with rage.
    Vakr ran his hand through his hair. “He will not be coddled.”
    “Coddled!”she
screamed. “Tied up and threatened with death is not coddling; it’s attempted
murder. One against thirty, what brave men you have in your command. Do you or
do you not have control over your cutthroat heathens?”
    “They were playing with him, Svana.”
    “Find them a new toy,” she ground out through gritted teeth.
“Or perhaps they would like to play with me.” Svana lifted her hands and curled
her long fingernails into claws. She scraped them across her palms. The
scratching sound left nothing to the imagination. She wanted Vakr to know she
would shred every one of them to bits…itty bitty bits.
    Vakr looked at David who was hanging slightly back and
wringing his hands. Vakr narrowed his eyes onto him. “Are you certain you are
twins?”
    “I wasn’t threatened last night. You’re not being fair,”
Svana insisted.
    “My men have been informed to leave him alone,” Vakr said then
let out a heavy sigh.
    “But will they listen to you?” she asked. Her arms crossed
over her chest and she looked at him disdainfully.
    Svana suddenly found herself wrapped in massive arms. Vakr
looked furious. She yelped in surprise when he yanked her to his chest. For a
second Svana thought Vakr meant to strike her. So too apparently, did David. A
blood-curdling scream came from behind her and as her hair rose on end, she
groaned inwardly. David launched himself at Vakr. Svana felt herself torn from
Vakr’s embrace. She went spinning to the deck. David’s fists were pummeling
Vakr.
    “David, no!” she yelled.
    Both men were locked in battle. David screamed again. Vakr
rent the air with a battle cry that made Svana’s breath catch. Svana didn’t
know what to do. From the corner of her eye she saw men pile onto the deck. Her
heart was pounding in her chest. Vakr smashed his fist into David’s nose. David
stumbled and returned the punch. Svana knew her brother would die for her. Oh God,
he could die. David was no match for Vakr.
    “Stop, please. Vakr, no,” she begged. “You promised to
protect us.”
    Vakr shoved David from him. Two large open hands slammed
onto David’s chest. David went sprawling backwards to the deck butt first. He
jumped up and placed himself between Vakr and Svana. David’s breath was coming
in great heaves, and his eyes were wild. Blood dripped from his nose. Vakr
glared at him, unharmed. The man hadn’t even broken a sweat. Both men looked
furious.
    “You leave my little sister alone,” David snarled.
    “Little sister?” Vakr inquired, eyes wide.
    “Look at you,”