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Chapters (88)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. I
  4. I
  5. II
  6. III
  7. IV
  8. V
  9. VI
  10. VII
  11. VIII
  12. IX
  13. X
  14. XI
  15. II
  16. I
  17. II
  18. III
  19. IV
  20. V
  21. VI
  22. VII
  23. VIII
  24. IX
  25. X
  26. XI
  27. XII
  28. XIII
  29. XIV
  30. XV
  31. XVI
  32. XVII
  33. XVIII
  34. XIX
  35. XX
  36. XXI
  37. III
  38. I
  39. II
  40. III
  41. IV
  42. V
  43. VI
  44. VII
  45. VIII
  46. IX
  47. X
  48. XI
  49. XII
  50. XIII
  51. XIV
  52. XV
  53. XVI
  54. XVII
  55. XVIII
  56. XIX
  57. XX
  58. XXI
  59. IV
  60. I
  61. II
  62. III
  63. IV
  64. V
  65. VI
  66. VII
  67. VIII
  68. IX
  69. X
  70. XI
  71. XII
  72. XIII
  73. XIV
  74. XV
  75. XVI
  76. XVII
  77. XVIII
  78. XIX
  79. XX
  80. XXI
  81. XXII
  82. XXIII
  83. XXIV
  84. XXV
  85. XXVI
  86. XXVII
  87. EPILOGUE
  88. Afterword

‘What does it mean?’

‘Everybody has heard of the great burning of Rome, in the year 993. In this stanza, the “hub” is Rome, the “rock” refers to Peter, after whom the cathedral of the Vatican is dedicated. And the year-date embedded in the verse is the year 993, the year of the fire. My Moorish colleagues have confirmed the calculations. This is a prophecy that can even foretell disasters befalling the eternal city itself.’

Harold frowned, considering this.

Orm imagined that Harold disliked such mystical talk as much as he did. But he couldn’t help be perturbed by the prophecy’s evident power.

The King said, ‘Tell me this, priest. How can there be such things as prophecies at all? I have a calendar; my priests read it to me every day. It is a litany of feast days and remembrances - God’s design of the world, embedded in the cycle of each year. How can we look beyond that holy cycle? What right do we have to try? I have discussed this business of yours with Archbishop Stigand. “The future is locked and lightless. The Lord alone knows it.” That’s what he says. Is it sacrilegious even to talk of such matters?’

‘Look at it this way, lord. We are not seeking to control history but to improve it. A perfect history must be possible, because it must be conceived of by God. Our Fallen world is imperfect, but it may be made more perfect by our manipulation of events. And so to follow the warnings of the Menologium is clearly obeying God’s will.’

Harold scowled. ‘Stigand would argue with you, I think. I’m sorry I asked; I’ve never had much time for theological sophistry, unlike my predecessor. Get to the point. What is the purpose of all this prophesying?’

Sihtric drew himself up. ‘I believe,’ he said, ‘that the Menologium is a plan - a scheme, that “lights step by step/the road to empire” - just as it says. And if fulfilled it will see you, Harold Godwineson, installed not merely as King of England, but as ruler of a northern empire. Spanning oceans!’

Harold didn’t seem terribly impressed. ‘So I will be a new Cnut?’

‘Greater than Cnut,’ Sihtric breathed. ‘Far greater.’ He spoke of stanza seven, which described the discovery of Vinland and the other new lands across the western ocean. ‘Nobody knows how extensive those great domains are ...’

Harold listened, expressionless. ‘I hear the ice makes the passage to Greenland difficult.’