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Chapters (72)
  1. Cover
  2. Preface
  3. Title page
  4. Dedication page
  5. MAPS
  6. Prologue: THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS
  7. Book I: THE DOVE
  8. CHAPTER ONE
  9. CHAPTER TWO
  10. CHAPTER THREE
  11. CHAPTER FOUR
  12. CHAPTER FIVE
  13. CHAPTER SIX
  14. CHAPTER SEVEN
  15. CHAPTER EIGHT
  16. CHAPTER NINE
  17. CHAPTER TEN
  18. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  19. CHAPTER TWELVE
  20. Book II: THE FALCON
  21. CHAPTER ONE
  22. CHAPTER TWO
  23. CHAPTER THREE
  24. CHAPTER FOUR
  25. CHAPTER FIVE
  26. CHAPTER SIX
  27. CHAPTER SEVEN
  28. CHAPTER EIGHT
  29. CHAPTER NINE
  30. CHAPTER TEN
  31. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  32. CHAPTER TWELVE
  33. Book III: THE WOLF
  34. CHAPTER ONE
  35. CHAPTER TWO
  36. CHAPTER THREE
  37. CHAPTER FOUR
  38. CHAPTER FIVE
  39. CHAPTER SIX
  40. CHAPTER SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER NINE
  43. CHAPTER TEN
  44. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  45. CHAPTER TWELVE
  46. Book IV: THE RED DRAGON
  47. CHAPTER ONE
  48. CHAPTER TWO
  49. CHAPTER THREE
  50. CHAPTER FOUR
  51. CHAPTER FIVE
  52. CHAPTER SIX
  53. CHAPTER SEVEN
  54. CHAPTER EIGHT
  55. CHAPTER NINE
  56. CHAPTER TEN
  57. Book V: THE COMING OF THE BEAR
  58. CHAPTER ONE
  59. CHAPTER TWO
  60. CHAPTER THREE
  61. CHAPTER FOUR
  62. CHAPTER FIVE
  63. CHAPTER SIX
  64. CHAPTER SEVEN
  65. CHAPTER EIGHT
  66. CHAPTER NINE
  67. CHAPTER TEN
  68. The Legend of Merlin
  69. Author’s Notes
  70. Acknowledgements
  71. About the Author
  72. Also by Mary Stewart

“Not that, no. I’m asking for nothing new. The machines we have are good—and must serve. What we have built is ready now for shipping. I want you for more than this.” He paused. “Killare, Merlin, is more than a stronghold, it is a holy place, the holy place of the Kings of Ireland. They tell me the crest of the hill holds a Dance of Stone, a circle such as you knew in Brittany. And on Killare, men say, is the heart of Ireland and the holy place of Gilloman’s kingdom. I want you, Merlin, to throw down the holy place, and take the heart out of Ireland.”

I was silent.

“I spoke of this to Tremorinus,” he said, “And he told me I must send for you. Will you go?”

“I have said I will. Of course.”

He smiled, and thanked me, not as if he were High King and I a subject obeying his wish, but as if I were an equal giving him a favour. He talked then for a little longer about Killare, what he had heard of it, and what preparations he thought we should make, and finally leaned back, saying with a smile: “One thing I regret. I’m going to Maridunum, and I should have liked your company, but now there is no time for that. You may charge me with any messages you care to.”

“Thank you, but I have none. Even if I had been there, I would hardly have dared to offer you the hospitality of a cave.”

“I should like to see it.”

“Anyone will tell you the way. But it’s hardly fit to receive a King.”

I stopped. His face was lit with a laughter that all at once made him look twenty again. I set down my cup. “I am a fool. I had forgotten.”

“That you were begotten there? I thought you had. I can find my way to it, never fear.”

He spoke then about his own plans. He himself would stay in Caerleon, “for if Pascentius attacks,” he told me, “my guess is that he will come down this way”—his finger traced a line on the map—“and I can catch him south of Carlisle. Which brings me to the next thing. There was something else I wanted to discuss with you. When you last came through Caerleon on your way to Maridunum in April, I believe you had a talk with Tremorinus?”

I waited.