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Author Insight
The Odd Stranger
King Edwin welcomes strangers to his hall. This night the feast is a celebration of Goddess Eostre, a feast hat coincides with the Christian Easter. The evening begins with the usual boasts and feasting on venison and other meats. There is one stranger in the hall, a man who keeps to himself and still wears travel stained garments. Something is odd about him, but who can say what? All seems normal, but will it remain so?
Book Excerpt
Saxon Heroines
“Stranger,” my uncle’s voice booms out. “What brings you to my hall?”
The man pulls off his gloves, stands, and bows. “My name is Eumer. I come with a message from Cwichelm, King of Wessex.”
My uncle rises. “Welcome, Eumer. Come forward and join my court. I will hear your message after the meal, for I see my men are ready to tear the venison off the haunch.”
“As you wish, Your Majesty.” Eumer strides to the front, finding a seat at the bottom of my uncle’s court. He has a grim expression as he fills his trencher and doesn’t converse with anyone. Eumer eats methodically, as if chewing is a chore he must complete. I notice he drinks very little.
The king tosses his last bone to the dogs, rubs his belly, and belches. “Eumer,” he shouts, “tell me King Cwichelm’s message.”
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