Tame Weorth, 726 AD
The self-satisfaction of Æthelbald reached new heights after giving away and ridding himself of the importunate Winflaed. At the same time, he had placed a faithful servant, Leofwig, at the strategic meeting point of the borders of Est Anglia, Est Seax and Outer Mierce. This complacency lasted no longer than the time it took to watch the groom and a dozen warriors disappear from his sight. They flanked the bride, travelling in a rolling, swaying canvas-covered cart, pulled by two horses.
Æthelbald still had not learned that harsh lesson of life: happiness begins where ambition ends. As a result, he turned away with a heavy sigh, comparing himself to a man standing on a clifftop unable to see the distant shore. Had he but known, the New Year would bring a fresh perspec
