WINNER OF THE HISTORICAL NOVEL PRIZE IN MEMORY OF GEORGETTE HEYER
Her name was Riemmelth. She was born into a world of wars, tribal battles, and the mysteries of the Old Religion. She was dark, beautiful, royal - the last of King Arthur's legendary line. She was the only hope of Cumbria.
Before the Old King died, he knew he had to make Cumbria safe - by marrying his grand-daughter to one of the hated English. They were brash, crude, vibrant, but in them lay the only hope of securing peace in the land.
So Riemmelth, in love with another man, was forced into a dynastic marriage with one of her hereditary racial enemies. Their stormy union, their battle of love and hate, was finally to fuse Celtic, Anglo-Saxon, and Roman blood into a great civilization. .........