Two nights had passed exactly since the hidden island of Iceland was discovered.
"Ragnar." Gyda said. "I want to introduce you to my best operatives~"
In the Iron Kingdom, spies were ranked based on their intelligence yield and operational difficulty.
"Shadow" Sven, the man currently successfully tricking the Frankish Empire in Paris, was ranked Number Two.
"This is 'Falcon' Finn." Gyda stated, pointing to a tall, dark-haired man on the left. "He is Rank One. He operates entirely within the Abbasid Caliphate, centered in the city of Baghdad."
"And this is 'Viper' Val." Gyda continued, pointing to a sharp-eyed woman on the right. "She is Rank Three. She operates within the Byzantine Empire, centered in the city of Constantinople."
Ragnar stood up from his chair. "You both traveled over two thousand miles to be here,"
"That means you have information that is critical to our survival. Speak."
Falcon Finn stepped forward first. He bowed. "King Ragnar,"
