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Torf-Einar poured mead into a cracked horn. “Go on, little Saxon. Tempt me with treason.”

The smoke did not rise so much as hang, a thick, greasy shroud over the ruins of Grantaceaster. Leofric, son of Aldwyn, knelt in the mud that had once been his father’s hall. A charred banner—a golden dragon on faded red—lay crumpled beneath a collapsed beam. A.Total.War.Saga.THRONES.OF.BRITANNIA-TENOKE.to...

Leofric looked east. Through the haze, he saw them: a hundred Viking long-bearded warriors dragging timbers, and at their head, a man taller than any other—Jarl Skarth, called “the Boneless” for the way he could twist through a shield-wall, not from any weakness. Skarth had already claimed three kingdoms. Now he stared at Wessex, the last ember of English rule. Torf-Einar poured mead into a cracked horn

That night, Leofric did something his father would have called madness. He rode west—not to the remaining Saxon lords, who would squabble for command, but to a hill fort held by a rival Dane, Torf-Einar, a man Skarth had exiled for refusing to sacrifice Christians. Leofric, son of Aldwyn, knelt in the mud

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“We cannot fight them head to head,” Leofric said, rising. “Not yet. But a war is not one battle. A war is harvests burned, loyalties turned, and kings who die alone in the dark.”