Devonshire

Domwaraceaster

Dorchester, Dorset

Dreyndynas

'Fort of Thorns', fictional,

Dunholm

Durham, County Durham

Dyfed

South-West Wales, mostly now Pembrokeshire

Dyflin

Dublin, Eire

Eoferwic

York (also the Danish Jorvic, pronounced Yorvik)

Ethandun

Edington, Wiltshire

Exanceaster

Exeter, Devon

Exanmynster

Exminster, Devon

Gewaesc

The Wash

Gifle

Yeovil, Somerset

Gleawecestre

Gloucester, Gloucestershire

Hamptonscir

Hampshire

Hamtun

Southampton, Hampshire

Lindisfarena

Lindisfarne (Holy Island), Northumberland

Lundene

London

Lundi

Lundy Island, Devon

Maerlebeorg

Marlborough, Wiltshire

Ocmundtun

Okehampton, Devon

Palfleot

Pawlett, Somerset

Pedredan

River Parrett

Penwith

Land's End, Cornwall

Readingum

Reading, Berkshire

Saefern

River Severn

Sceapig

Isle of Sheppey, Kent

Scireburnan

Sherborne, Dorset

Sillans

The Scilly Isles

Soppan Byrg

Chipping Sudbury, Gloucester

Sumorsaete

Somerset

Suth Seaxa

Sussex (South Saxons)

Tamur

River Tamar

Temes

River Thames

Thon

River Tone, Somerset

Thornsaeta

Dorset

Uisc

River Exe

Werham

Wareham, Dorset

Wilig

River Wylye

Wiltunscir

Wiltshire

Wimburnan

Wimborne Minster, Dorset

Wintanceaster

Winchester, Hampshire

PART ONE

Viking

One

These days I look at twenty-year-olds and think they are pathetically young, scarcely weaned from their mothers' tits, but when I was twenty I considered myself a full-grown man. I had fathered a child, fought in the shield wall, and was loath to take orders from anyone. In short I was arrogant, stupid and headstrong. That is why, after our victory at Cynuit, I did the wrong thing.

We had fought the Danes beside the ocean, where the river runs from the great swamp and the Saefern Sea slaps on a muddy shore, and there we had beaten them. We had made a great slaughter and I, Uhtred of Bebbanburg, had done my part. In fact, more than my part, for at the battle's end, when the great Lothbrokson, most feared of all the Danish leaders, had cut into our shield wall with his great war axe, I had faced him, beat him and sent him to join the einherjar, that army of the dead to feast and swive in Odin's corpse-hall.

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