Godgifu hoped to spend more time with Orm. But Harold soon set off to the north to sort out Northumbria, with Sihtric and Godgifu in his retinue, and they were separated, not expecting to be reunited until March.

But Orm found work among the housecarls and the thegns. Under Edward’s peace it had been many years since a major battle had been fought on English soil. Suddenly the nobles of England found themselves under a martial king, in a country under evident threat. There were plenty of sons to be trained in fighting, and Orm was kept busy. But because of his links with the Normans in the past he was treated with some disdain by plump, unhealthy thegns.

In Northumbria Harold had already made a tentative ally of Morcar, whom he had supported as the new earl over his own brother Tostig. But Morcar and his brother Edwin earl of Mercia represented the only significant dynasty in England outside the Godwines and the line of Alfred. So, just as his own father had married his daughter to King Edward, within two months of his coronation Harold married Aldgytha, sister of Edwin and Morcar. This was despite the fact that Harold had been married for twenty years to Edith Swanneshals, who had borne him six children. But Harold’s marriage to Edith had been more Danico, a marriage made according to Danish customs, not sanctified by the Church but accepted within English society.

And within another month Aldgytha, though she was only thirteen, was pregnant.

‘You have to hand it to the man,’ Orm said to Godgifu, when they met in Lunden in March. ‘Three months since Edward died, and Harold has already locked his only likely rivals in England into his brand-new dynasty. Although I can see trouble ahead when Harold’s sons by Edith figure out what has happened.’

Godgifu was less impressed. She, or rather her father, had after all been allied to Tostig. ‘It’s another murky compromise,’ she said. ‘Mucky morals, from a man who got to where he is by betraying his own brother, bullying a dying king and lying about his last words - and breaking an oath made on a saint’s relics.’ ‘Harold holds the throne. Nothing else matters. And you can’t run a country without committing a few sins, I’m certain of that.’