For a hundred years, there was chaos in our lands.
War between Saxons and Dane invaders.
And war between men who wanted to be kings.
My lord, Uhtred, son of Uhtred, born a Saxon, but raised a Dane,
had brought about a fragile peace.
But as King Edward's health faltered,
And while most of the country was sworn to the Saxons,
Uhtred's land of Northumbria was not.
And enemies were keen to exploit this.
Wolf! [grunts] Wolf!
Destroy the settlement. Leave no sign we have landed.
Anlaf, we have the spy.
Behold my child.
Behold the daughter of Anlaf.
You look ridiculous.
It is how they dress, Father.
If I'm to hide amongst them, I must appear--
Is King Edward dead?
But each breath could be his last. -Then we chose our moment.
A king dies, Saxons always turn on each other.
Pass this news to all kings who hate them.
Tell them I have crossed from Irland and wish to make allies.
Return yourself to Winchester.
Play with them.
No. Stay back.
Find the queen!
the traitor Aelfweard has sent men to take you and Prince Edmund into protection.
I have no wish to be a hostage.
Can we fight them? -Not without Aethelstan.
Well, surely, my guards can--
Loyalties are shifting and factions forming.
It is not certain who supports us.
We should flee with your son whilst we can.
I will not forgive this.
Nor forgive Aethelstan for leaving us exposed.
Damn him for his absence.
Come, Edmund. We are leaving.
Where's the queen? - Move! Look everywhere!
Mother, what's-- - Sh. Quiet.
Pyrlig. - We got word.
Aethelstan has gone on pilgrimage to pray for his father's health.
Then find him and tell him of his death.
Then strike him, from me, for he swore to protect us.
Come. There's no time.
Where will you go?
To Uhtred. -The pagan?
They're in here! - Go! Go!
Uhtred betrayed my husband.
Are we sure this is wise?
Uhtred was like a father to Aethelstan. He can be trusted.
We go to the last kingdom.
He stood in front of the army, and he said, "Release the arrows!"
And an arrow went right through his head.
Oh, that was something.
But then, the battle for this place certainly sticks in the memory.
Both times. - Hey. Cnut.
He was a proper… cock!
Then there were the horse-killers. Oh, they were deadly.
What was his name? -Bloodhair.
Bloodhair. And what was her name? She of the curses?
Do not remind me. Skade!
Now, she was moon touched.
Another one who thought she was a seer. It didn't go well for her.
I am telling you, my dream was a prophecy. Three nights I have had it.
And what is your dream, Ingrith? - Don't get her started, Lord.
Hear my words. "Seven kings must die." - Lord?
Seven kings and-- -Ingrith!
All stand for the queen!
And my most noble friend, Lord Aldhelm.
What brings you this far north?
I come seeking refuge with my son.
Edward, rightful king of these lands, has died.
Then my heart grieves.
I'd hoped to reconcile.
One down, six to go.
No! I do not like it.
Northumbria recognizes the new king, Aethelstan.
Do not assume Aethelstan will be king.
Who is supporting Aelfweard? - The ealdormen of Wessex.
Of course. Still claiming Aethelstan's a bastard?
Yes. Aelfweard has the wealth of Wiltunscir behind him.
Our spies in Aegelesburg say he's there, openly recruiting mercenaries.
We will go to Aegelesburg and seize him before he is at full force.
We would prefer your guard.
My offer gives Aethelstan the time to go to Winchester to be crowned,
and we avoid a clash of armies.
I swore an oath to protect Aethelstan--
And of course, you are a man of your word.
Yet your oath to swear your lands to the king remains unfulfilled.
Your husband showed himself hostile to those of Danish blood.
As such, he was not the right man to unite England.
If he had been, England would be united.
But now things can be different.
Aethelstan can be the king to fulfill the Saxon dream.
If he chooses to swear--
I swore an oath of loyalty, and it stands.
If Aelfweard is buying mercenaries, he will be looking for men from all parts.
Do you think we can still execute an ambush?
If it is for Aethelstan, then yes.
If he does not fall asleep. -Once. I fell asleep once.
Are you certain this is better than a band of young fighters?
I hear you do little these days but feast and hunt.
I will not send young men to do a task I swore to do myself.
Come on, you little…
Come on! Come on.
Stop it now.
Osbert! What news from our borders? Do the Scots behave themselves?
Yes, Father. There are rumors Wolf-Warriors landed near Derwent.
Wolf-Warriors? -Why are you carrying your sword?
We're riding to protect Aethelstan from his brother.
Then I will come.
Any fight of yours is mine. -Stay here and protect your birthright.
No good comes of sitting waiting for a birthright.
So you train the horses
and you teach that boy how to defend himself.
No one likes the third son of a dead king.
Will you swear our lands to Aethelstan? -I must honor my word.