You are a saxon who is also a dane, the very embodiment of the England that must emerge. Stand at my side, during the negotiations ahead, help me read my enemy.
and in turn we shall talk further of wealth and reward.
Beyond London the river thames belongs to Alfred.
and its guarded by Uhtred of Bebbanburg
For all that you have done. I am indebted.
All that you have shown me. Wessex is indebted.
Thank you.
You have given everything. You are the man I always hoped you would become.
You are guided by your heart and it is a good heart, I pray it never darkens.
You are to be king. It is you who mus rule.
He's watching you Uhtred. King of saxon and dane.
He's watching how you behave, he's judging you as a lord. He has no right to judge.
He's a king. The king has questions about your loyalty.
Why do they cool you king? Its his way.
What has been said Uhtred, what has been agreed.
Nothing has been agreed. How am I to trust you?
How can you serve a man who doesn't see your value? You serve your king reluctantly!
But I serve Lord. I do not know you!
Oh he see's it but he's God won't allow him to embrace it.
and I can never know you. He dislikes me more by the day.
You are a sinner. He's nothing but a heathen.
and a heathen and I....
I have lost my patients with you.
I Uhtred of Bebbanburgh. You will do as I ask.
pledge my sword to you Alfred of Wessex. No lord I will not.
I gave you glory. No mercy!
I gave you the freedom to worship your God and still you treat me no better than a hound!
I should kill you! Then do it!
Like the heathen you are and always will be do you think I am afraid?
I seem to have broken my oath Lord.
With luck the whole of Wessex will now burn!
Uhtred is no longer Alfred's sword. I did once fear you Uhtred but now I see you are nothing but a sword.
Uhtred is gone. A lump of metal.
Uhtred is a dane.
You are a dane and a traitor!
Yes you have reputation but that will fade and you will die forgotten and unwritten.
You will go neither to Heaven nor to Valhalla.
He is back where he belongs. You are Uhtred Ragnarson
where he has always belonged. Uhtred Ragnarson
Your a dane for life now. Uhtred Ragnarson
Say it. I am a dane for life.
I am dane.
Mean it! I am a dane for life!
If you believe her to be alive you will not abandon her.
This means everything to me. Will you help me?
If you are now a dane you must undo the past.
You had the choice to be a saxon or a dane! No I had sworn an oath!
This was a game to you.
He's a traitor. A traitor.
Never. There is the proof.
Proof of what! You are torn between saxon and dane!
Where does Uhtred stand?
A battle is coming. I have made my choice Uhtred.
You must chose a side. and you must do the same.
You will give your answer dane slayer.
Do you stand with us or not? Make your choice boy!
I am not Uhtred of Bebbanburgh.
I am not Uhtred Ragnarson.
I would say your each and all of those men.
You would only follow what you truly believe and that is no bad thing.
The only thing your not is cursed.
Your a free man.
Your path is your own.
You have a choice to make Uhtred.
That is all.
Death could be waiting over the very next hill and it will be Uhtred who stands in its way.
I know his soul. Father Beocca he has no soul.
He is a man without a soul. Uhtred.
Then I will be his soul Lord, I will pray for him!
I will do everything I can to help.
All that Alfred stood for is crumbling.
You, Uhtred cannot be dragged into the shadows.
You must become the light.
But every lord is the hero of his own songs.
I understand my absence.
It will not be written that Alfred did stand on Uhtred shoulders.
You are not named even once! But I am there!
Shields up! Many times.
Unwritten lady but I am there! The warriors of Wessex know it!
But I know it to be true. The danes know it!
You shall leave this land in peace! There will be no peace lady!
War is coming!
I am a lord without wealth, without land.
Follow me and I will take you down a hard, brutal path but it is a path that leads to the one thing every true warrior desires.
Reputation.
One day father. Follow me and you will have my sword and my oath.
I hope that my path will eventually lead north to Bebbanburgh. Whether you are dane or saxon.
Now I believe I am needed here. I swear I will die to protect each and every one of you.
Wessex will always be the light. This is our land!
No matter how heavy our swords become.
We must fight!
Fight!
Glory shall be ours!
Fight and keep on fighting until the victory is ours!
A king must decide who he can trust.
and who he must discard.
he must understand the minds of both his enemies and his friends.
he must recognize that the truth of a man.
Lies not in the land of his birth.
But in his heart.
The chronicle will grow, pages will be added.
But Uhtred of Bebbanburgh will not be mentioned.
Although I too was victorious.
My name is Uhtred son of Uhtred.
My name is Uhtred Ragnarson.
Destiny.
Is all.