Berserker
He could not possibly be her destiny as her mother claimed.
"You are here because of the prophecy, time traveler," Astrid answered, no venom in her voice over the insult.
"I've never heard of any prophecy," Brand spit out. "This is some witchy nonsense."
Astrid didn't react to his derisive comment. Instead, she inhaled a large breath of air into her lungs, closed her eyes and lifted her arms to the sky, the gauzy sleeves of her gown falling back to reveal marble-white skin covered in intricate tattoos from elbow to shoulder. Ulfhild saw Brand's eyes narrow at the woman when the power began to swirl around them. He shivered visibly though a strong, warm breeze began flowing through the forest