By Bernard Cornwell
The first installment of Bernard Cornwell’s bestselling sequence chronicling the epic saga of the making of britain, “like video game of Thrones, yet genuine” (The Observer, London)—the foundation for The final Kingdom, the hit BBC the US tv series.
This is the exciting—yet little known—story of the making of britain within the ninth and tenth centuries, the years during which King Alfred the nice, his son and grandson defeated the Danish Vikings who had invaded and occupied 3 of England’s 4 kingdoms.
The tale is noticeable during the eyes of Uhtred, a dispossessed nobleman, who's captured as a baby by way of the Danes after which raised by way of them in order that, by the point the Northmen commence their attack on Wessex (Alfred’s nation and the final territory in English fingers) Uhtred virtually thinks of himself as a Dane. He definitely has no love for Alfred, whom he considers a pious weakling and no fit for Viking savagery, but while Alfred all at once defeats the Danes and the Danes themselves activate Uhtred, he's eventually compelled to decide on facets. by means of now he's a tender guy, in love, expert to struggle and able to take his position within the dreaded guard wall. primarily, notwithstanding, he needs to recuperate his father’s land, the mesmerizing citadel of Bebbanburg through the wild northern sea.
This exciting adventure—based on current files of Bernard Cornwell’s ancestors—depicts a time whilst legislation and order have been ripped violently aside via a pagan attack on Christian England, an attack that got here very with regards to destroying England.
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He requested. “It is an earnest of our peaceable intentions, lord,” Egfrith stated. He was once aged, grey haired, skinny, and lacking so much of his tooth in order that his phrases got here out sibilant and distorted. “We are a humble house,” he went on, “we have a tendency the in poor health, we support the bad, and we serve God. ” He seemed alongside the road of Danes, grim helmeted males with their shields placing through their left knees, swords and axes and spears bristling. The sky was once low that day, heavy and sullen, and a small rain used to be darkening the grass. clergymen got here from the church wearing a wood field that they positioned in the back of Egfrith, then sponsored away. “That is the entire treasure we have,” Egfrith acknowledged, “and you're welcome to it. ” Ragnar jerked his head at me and that i dismounted, walked previous the abbot, and opened the field to discover it was once part jam-packed with silver pennies, so much of them clipped, and them all uninteresting simply because they have been of undesirable caliber. I shrugged at Ragnar as though to signify they have been bad gift. “You are Uhtred! ” Egfrith acknowledged. He have been gazing me. “So? ” I responded belligerently. “I heard you have been lifeless, lord,” he acknowledged, “and I compliment God you're not. ” “You heard i used to be useless? ” “That a Dane killed you. ” We were speaking in English and Ragnar desired to recognize what have been stated, so I translated. “Was the Dane known as Weland? ” Ragnar requested Egfrith. “He is termed that,” Egfrith stated. “Is? ” “Weland is the fellow mendacity the following recuperating from his wounds, lord. ” Egfrith checked out me back as if he couldn't think i used to be alive. “His wounds? ” Ragnar desired to understand. “He used to be attacked, lord, by means of a guy from the castle. From Bebbanburg. ” Ragnar, after all, desired to pay attention the entire story. It appeared Weland had made his as far back as Bebbanburg the place he claimed to have killed me, and so obtained his present in silver cash, and he used to be escorted from the citadel by means of a part dozen males who incorporated Ealdwulf, the blacksmith who had advised me tales in his forge, and Ealdwulf had attacked Weland, hacking an ax down into his shoulder earlier than the opposite males dragged him off. Weland were introduced right here, whereas Ealdwulf, if he nonetheless lived, used to be again in Bebbanburg. If Abbot Egfrith notion Weland was once his defend, he had miscalculated. Ragnar scowled at him. “You gave Weland safeguard although you proposal he had killed Uhtred? ” he demanded. “This is a home of God,” Egfrith stated, “so we provide each guy take care of. ” “Including murderers? ” Ragnar requested, and he reached in the back of his head and untied the leather-based lace that sure his hair. “So inform me, monk, what number of your males went south to aid their comrades homicide Danes? ” Egfrith hesitated, which used to be solution adequate, after which Ragnar drew his sword and the abbot discovered his voice. “Some did, lord,” he admitted. “I couldn't cease them. ” “You couldn't cease them? ” Ragnar requested, shaking his head in order that his rainy unbound hair fell round his face. “Yet you rule right here? ” “I am the abbot, definite. ” “Then you may cease them. ” Ragnar used to be having a look indignant now and that i suspected he used to be remembering the our bodies we had disinterred close to Gyruum, the little Danish women with blood nonetheless on their thighs.