Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Frost Breeds Absolute Treason

With the massive fortified quarantine infrastructure in City Titan fully completed and actively staffed, Ragnar had deemed it mathematically acceptable to return to the northern front.

Ragnar stood at the reinforced iron helm of his royal flagship, which now sat safely at anchor within the freezing waters of the Scottish lochs.

In his right hand, he cradled a heavy silver goblet filled with warmed, spiced cider. He took a slow, methodical sip, allowing the rich cinnamon and clove to ground his highly calculating mind against the biting chill of the highland winter.