Viking War (Dragonheart Book 6) by Hosker Griff

Author:Hosker, Griff [Hosker, Griff]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Sword Books Ltd
Published: 2015-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

As we headed west, to return home, we were caught by strong winds. They were, fortunately, in our favour. We did not need to row. Haaken asked, “What do we do about the drekar? They will be waiting for us and this time they need only put one in the straits and the rest between Anglesey and Mann. We cannot avoid them. Do we fight?”

“We could fight them. We might even defeat them but we would lose too many Ulfheonar. Aiden and I have something different in mind and this wind helps us. It has been sent by the gods.”

“The wind from the east? That would just take us to the edge of the world.” I said nothing and he burst out, “You are mad. I would rather take on ten drekar than risk the edge of the world.”

“Think of the story you could tell.”

“I would need to be alive to tell such a tale.”

I laughed, “You need not fret Haaken One Eye. I will keep the coast of Hibernia in sight the whole time. We will sail around the island and take advantage of this gift of the gods. Remember we know their northern coast well and it is not a large island.”

“The people who live on the west coast are supposed to be savages who eat those who are wrecked on their coast.”

“And you are a wolf, you are Ulfheonar!”

I had the final say for I was jarl. Erik was quite excited. He would be doing something Josephus had only dreamt of. I think Haaken came around to deciding that it was worth the risk when we turned north and we could still see the coast to the east of us.

We used a deserted beach on the south coast for the first night in Hibernia but when we sailed further north we discovered a huge inlet. In fact it was so big that I thought it was a sea. It was almost dusk on the second night and we decided to use its sheltered anchorage for the wind was blowing stronger. Aiden checked the maps and suddenly became excited. “I know where we are. There is an island in the middle of this river and it is called King’s Island. It is a holy place in my land. They say giants put stones there and my people have worshipped there since the time of the giants.”

I became interested. “And are there any monasteries close by?”

“There is one at Mungret.” He peered at the map. Whoever had made it had marked monasteries with a red cross. “According to the map it is half way down the river. Close to the King’s Island.” He pointed to the bank of the river. “It should be a mile or two down there.”

Monasteries were always tempting. They were worth the risk of raiding as they contained treasure and were not normally guarded. “We will scout it out and see if it is worth the dangers we might encounter.”

We kept to the southern side of the inlet as we edged our way east.

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