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By Bernard Cornwell

The 7th installment of Bernard Cornwell’s bestselling sequence chronicling the epic saga of the making of britain, “like online game of Thrones, yet genuine” (The Observer, London)—the foundation for The final Kingdom, the hit BBC the USA tv series.

At the onset of the 10th century, England is in turmoil. Alfred the good is useless and his son Edward reigns as king. Wessex survives yet peace can't carry: the Danes within the north, led through Viking Cnut Longsword, stand able to invade and may by no means leisure until eventually the emerald crown is theirs.

Uhtred, as soon as Alfred’s nice warrior yet now out of fashion with the hot king, needs to lead a band of outcasts north to recapture his outdated kinfolk domestic, the impregnable Northumbrian fort Bebbanburg.

Loyalties should be divided and males will fall as every one Saxon nation is drawn into the bloodiest conflict but with the Danes—a warfare that might come to a decision the destiny of each king, and the whole English nation.

With The Pagan Lord, ny Times bestselling writer Bernard Cornwell—"the so much prolific and winning historic novelist on this planet at the present time” (Wall road Journal)—continues his brilliant epic of the making of britain throughout the center a while, vividly bringing to lifestyles the uneasy alliances, violent strive against, and lethal intrigue that gave beginning to the British nation.

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So the supply used to be a lie, of that i used to be certain, yet did it even come from Cnut? My suspicion was once that Cnut and his major military have been at the different part of Mercia, ready to pounce on Æthelred’s smaller strength because it left East Anglia, and if that suspicion used to be correct then there has been no risk messenger can have reached him and lower back to Gleawecestre within the at some point due to the fact that my arrival. I suspected Geirmund had invented the supply. Bishop Wulfheard, after all, believed another way. ‘If Cnut returns to his personal land,’ he acknowledged, ‘then now we have received the victory we wish with no the laying off of blood. ’ ‘Victory? ’ I requested dubiously. ‘The pagans could have left our land! ’ the bishop defined. ‘And left it ravaged,’ I stated. ‘There has to be repayment, in fact. ’ The bishop observed my aspect. ‘You’re a nose-picking idiot,’ I stated. We had collected within the corridor back the place I had advised the assembled thegns and churchmen of the Danish provide. I now informed them it used to be a ruse. ‘Cnut is miles away,’ I defined. ‘He’s someplace at the East Anglian frontier, and Geirmund didn’t have time to ship him a messenger and get a answer, so he invented the provide. He’s attempting to trick us into returning Cnut’s relatives, and we need to convince him to depart Gleawecestre. ’ ‘Why? ’ a guy requested. ‘I suggest if they’re right here we all know the place they're, and the town is powerful. ’ ‘Because Cnut has his fleet here,’ I stated. ‘If issues cross badly for him, and that i plan to make issues cross very badly for him, then he’ll withdraw in the direction of his boats. He doesn’t are looking to lose 100 and sixty-eight ships. but when we burn these ships then he’ll withdraw northwards, and that’s the place i need him. ’ ‘Why? ’ the guy requested back. He used to be certainly one of Æthelred’s thegns, which intended he disliked me. All of Saxon Mercia was once divided among those that Æthelred, and the supporters of his estranged spouse, Æthelflaed. ‘Because correct now,’ I acknowledged angrily, ‘his military is in among Æthelred’s forces and King Edward’s military, and so long as he’s there these armies can't subscribe to jointly, so i must stream him out of ways. ’ ‘The Lord Uhtred understands what he's doing,’ Æthelflaed chided the fellow mildly. ‘You informed them you will kill the kids in the event that they didn’t go away. ’ The speaker used to be certainly one of Wulfheard’s clergymen. ‘An empty threat,’ I stated. ‘Empty? ’ The bishop sounded indignant. ‘I recognize it will astonish you,’ I stated, ‘but i've got a name for now not killing ladies and youngsters. perhaps that’s simply because I’m a pagan, now not a Christian. ’ Æthelflaed sighed. ‘But we nonetheless need to get the Danes clear of Gleawecestre,’ I went on, ‘and except I do slaughter one of many twins, Geirmund won’t circulation. ’ They understood that. they may not have cherished me, yet they can no longer dispute my reasoning. ‘The woman, then,’ Bishop Wulfheard acknowledged. ‘The woman? ’ I requested. ‘She’s the least valuable,’ he stated and, while i didn't reply, he attempted to provide an explanation for, ‘she’s a woman! ’ ‘So we simply kill her? ’ I requested. ‘Isn’t that what you prompt? ’ ‘Will you do it? ’ I requested him. He opened his mouth, stumbled on he had not anything to claim, so closed it back.

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