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El trono vacante: Sajones, Vikingos y Normandos, VIII
El trono vacante: Sajones, Vikingos y Normandos, VIII
El trono vacante: Sajones, Vikingos y Normandos, VIII
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El trono vacante: Sajones, Vikingos y Normandos, VIII

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En el año 911 las fuerzas de Wessex y Mercia vuelven a estar unidas contra los daneses, pero la inestabilidad y la amenaza de las incursiones vikingas todavía resultan amenazadoras.Etereldo, el rey de Mercia, ha muerto sin dejar heredero y la disputa por el trono se prevé conflictiva.
Uhtred ha apoyado siempre a Eteflelda, hermana del rey Eduardo de Wessex y viuda de Etereldo.
Amada y respetada, Eteflelda tiene todas las cualidades de un gran líder, pero ¿podrán los guerreros sajones aceptar que una mujer rigiera sus destinos?
Preocupado por esto, Uhtred, además, sigue arrastrando las heridas recibidas durante la última batalla con Cnut Longsword. Sabe que necesita encontrar la espada con que lo hirió, pero, perdida entre la sangre y el barro de la batalla, ¿dónde podría estar ahora? En su búsqueda, se encontrará con un joven del norte, un héroe llamado a vencer a los vikingos y que, al final, será decisivo en el destino de Inglaterra.
En esta octava entrega de la épica saga Vikingos, normandos y sajones, Bernard Cornwell da de nuevo vida a la desgarradora y turbulenta historia de una nación desgarrada por la violencia sectaria y religiosa.
Con una escritura poderosa y una impactante reconstrucción de época, Uhtred de Bebbamburg ha conquistado a millones de lectores de todo el mundo y su historia se ha adaptado para la televisión por la BBC y el NBC y ya se ha estrenado en Televisión con el título de Last Kingdom o El último reino.
LanguageEspañol
PublisherEDHASA
Release dateFeb 28, 2018
ISBN9788435046619
El trono vacante: Sajones, Vikingos y Normandos, VIII
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Bernard Cornwell

BERNARD CORNWELL is the author of over fifty novels, including the acclaimed New York Times bestselling Saxon Tales, which serve as the basis for the hit Netflix series The Last Kingdom. He lives with his wife on Cape Cod and in Charleston, South Carolina.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    Britain, early tenth century AD: a time of change. There are raids by the Vikings from Ireland, and turmoil among the Saxons over the leadership of Mercia. A younger generation is taking over. When Ethelred, the ruler of Mercia, dies, he leaves no heir. The West Saxons want their king, but Uhtred has long supported Ethelfraed, sister to King Edward of Wessex and widow of Ethelred.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Uhtred is deathly ill from the wounding he suffered in /The Pagan Lord/. Still, he is near the frontline defenses when political intrigue and assassination threaten Alfred’s dream of a united England. In this story, Mercia still fights to vanquish the pagans from its borders. Athelred, severely wounded in the same battle as Uhtred, succumbs to his injury. His seat in Mercia is in contention, as he has no male heir. Edward, as the king in Wessex, makes his next move to absorb Mercia. His greatest obstacle is his sister, the Lady Athelflaed. Uhtred’s sworn oath to her leads him to use his talents to place her in the throne. At the same time, he must fulfill his oath to protect Edward’s eldest son Athelstan. Another enjoyable voyage through medieval Britain as we watch the birth of England.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    This starts off all about Uthred, but not our Uthred, Uthred's Uthred! Seriously, this Saxon habit of naming their first born son after themselves can get a bit confusing!So the story starts with Uthred Snr still recovering from the wound he took at the end of 'The Pagan Lord' and his son Uthred Jnr is leading his war band for the time being. From there on it is all about outwitting those who want to take the crown on Mercia and to make sure Aethelflaed rises to rule. Though for some reason, her personality has completely changed and she's a bit of a cow to be honest now!Uthred(Snr) also has to try and recover and that is going to involve a bit of an adventure, but luckily he has Finan, Uthred(Jnr), Sithric and Osferth(sometimes) to lend him a hand and sword.Also, do not worry, he's still sowing his oats so to speak, he might be Aethelflaed's bit on the side with his own woman - Sigunn, who doesn't really get a look in this time but he's got a new lover as well. This man really doesn't know the meaning of fidelity!The other focus is his relationship with his daughter Stiorra and I feel that it a theme that's going to run and run from now on.I've enjoyed all eight of the books so far but this one really flowed well and had Uthred back to his irascible best!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A fascinating read, just like all of Cornwell ' books. I am enjoying watching Uhtred's life journey.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    The formation of England is coming to fruition in this tale that features a middle aged Uhtred, slowly recovering from a bad battle wound. His son, Uhtred, and his daughter play a big role in the story. It is almost as if the author is preparing to pass the torch to younger characters, but not quite ready just yet. Uhtred, despite being older and suffering a serious injury, still has some fight left in him.The main body of the plot involves some Game of Thrones style jockeying for the throne of Mircea, which currently resides with the dying Aethelred. There are several vying for the throne including his estranged wife, Aethelflaed, who is a part time lover to Uhtred, who he has pledged his loyalty to. Meanwhile, Aethelflaed’s brother, King Edward of Wessex, seeks to unite the kingdoms into one nation. Also, as part of the plot, Uhtred is trying to protect the life of Edward’s son, Aethelstan, as other factions plot to kill him so that he never inherits the throne.There is less battles in this novel than in some of the others in the series. Instead, there is more politics, backstabbing, jockeying for position, and intrigue. By and large, this works. I like a good fight scene as much as the next person, but political wrangling is also fun. Uhtred is a strong character, who as Aethelflaed eloquently states, is at his best when he is being disobedient, which he does frequently in this novel. He is a rebel and rule-breaker by nature. One thing that annoyed me—and it’s a small quibble—but many of the names were too much alike, and it got rather annoying after a while. Otherwise, this was a fun and enjoyable novel that I would recommend.Carl Alves – author of Two For Eternity
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    This is the eighth novel in the seemingly endless series about Uhtred of Bebbanburg, now given a new lease of life through the second TV series, which is well made and seems well cast to fit the characters from the novels. The seat of action this time is Mercia and the death of its ruler Ethelred, married to Ethelfleda, the famous and powerful Lady of the Mercians, and the late King Alfred's sister. Uhtred is a less all powerful character here due being wounded, and his namesake son comes more to the fore here. Beyond this, it's the usual mayhem and killing, but well written and with a few more minor characters entering the fray.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This eighth instalment of the Saxon Stories is set during AD 911. Uhtred, the main star of this and the previous books in the series, is in my opinion Bernard Cornwell’s best character creation. The author’s depictions of battle scenes are vivid and believable in all his works, but more so in the Saxon tales because Uhtred’s personality helps the reader – this one at least – to feel part of this charismatic warlord’s fights. That said, the amount of action is limited here compared to the earlier books, and this novel doesn’t move in the usual fast pace. That’s not to say it’s slow, but it’s mid-paced compared to the norm.What confrontation there is, be it physical or verbal, is expertly portrayed. The typical humour, especially Uhtred’s conversations with priests, is as entertaining as ever.In my view, what prevents Mr Cornwell from being an even better writer than he is already is, is his dialogue attribution. The actual dialogue is excellent, but for 90+ per cent of the time he interrupts the flow by needlessly reminding the reader who’s speaking, more often than not inserting this pointless information – pointless because it’s obvious who’s speaking – in the middle of sentences.Mr Cornwell maybe doesn’t realise that the strength of his characters make it clear to the reader who’s talking, just as he fails to grasp how irritating it is to have his believable dialogue swamped with superfluous attribution, which sometimes includes unnecessary adverbs.Below is a quote between Uhtred and a male character, which serves as an example of needless attribution, because with the exchange being held between the narrating character and a lesser character it’s plain who’s speaking:>‘And they took you to Tyddewi?’ I asked.He nodded. ‘I was just a child, lord,’ he said.‘Don’t tell me,’ I said, ‘there’s a dead saint there.’
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    A book more about politicial intrigue than military action. As such different from others in the series. Having read it again recently I found it slower paced than the rest of the series.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Once again Mr. Cornwell has out done himself, this is a damn good book.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Always an entertaining series - but The Empty Throne was missing some of the oomph that previous editions enjoyed. This work had plenty of ties to true history (the education of future kings of England), although plot moves a bit slower here. Still a solid addition to a fun series of historical fiction.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Bernard Cornwell brings history to life once again, makes me laugh, improves my abilities to curse, entertains us on a long car trip, and generally rocks. Another installment in this particular series. My only regret is that the audio doesn't include the afterward, as I actually know TWO people mentioned in it. I have great friends.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Bernard Cornwall has the ability to take a few snips of history and weave it into a skein to serve as the basis for great stories. His Saxon Tales are excellent and the Empty Throne is even a cut above the others.. He builds and peoples an ancient world that is feasible, interesting and fun to read about.. Uthred is a principled warrior with a mission to fulfill dead King Alfred's vision for a united Engaland.

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El trono vacante - Bernard Cornwell

PRIMERA PARTE

El señor se apaga

CAPÍTULO I

Mi hijo parecía cansado y enojado. Empapado, cubierto de barro, unos pelos tan revueltos como un almiar húmedo después de un buen revolcón, un tajo en una de las botas. Una mancha negra en el cuero donde la hoja le había rasgado la pantorrilla, pero no cojeaba, así que no tenía por qué preocuparme, de no ser por aquella cara de bobo que puso al verme, como si estuviera ido.

–No os quedéis ahí mirándome como un pasmarote –le dije–; tened a bien invitarme a cerveza. Decidle a la muchacha que del barril negro. Un placer veros por aquí, Sihtric.

–Lo mismo digo, mi señor –repuso Sihtric.

–¡Padre! –exclamó mi hijo, boquiabierto todavía.

–¿Quién pensabais que era? –me preguntó–. ¿El espíritu santo? –Les hice sitio en el banco–. Sentaos a mi lado –le dije a Sihtric–, y contadme qué novedades hay. Cambiad ya esa cara –espeté a Uhtred–, y que una de las chicas traiga cerveza. ¡Del barril negro!

–¿Por qué del barril negro, mi señor? –se interesó Sihtric mientras se sentaba.

–Porque la hacen con nuestra cebada –le expliqué–; sólo para los de confianza. –Me recosté contra la pared. Que me inclinase hacia adelante o me sentase erguido, lo mismo daba: hasta respirar era un suplicio. Me dolía todo y, sólo de milagro, seguía con vida. Cnut el Espadón y su espada Duende–de–hieo casi habían acabado conmigo, y no me consolaba en demasía que Hálito–de–serpiente le hubiera rebanado el pescuezo en el preciso instante en que su hoja me había astillado una costilla y perforado el pulmón. «Por Cristo bendito –me había dicho Finan–, si hasta la hierba resbalaba de tanta sangre como había. Parecía la matanza del cerdo en las fiestas de Samhain.»

Si el terreno estaba resbaladizo era por la sangre de Cnut, pero Cnut estaba muerto, y su ejército, desbaratado. Habíamos expulsado a los daneses de casi todo el norte de Mercia, y los sajones dieron gracias a su dios crucificado por haber salido con bien de aquélla. Seguro que, de paso, algunos también solicitaron verse libres de mí, pero sobreviví. Ellos eran cristianos, que no yo, aunque no faltasen habladurías en cuanto a si había sido un cura cristiano quien me había salvado la vida. En carreta, Etelfleda me había llevado a su casa de Cirrenceastre, donde un cura con fama de curandero y componedor de huesos se ocupó de mí. Etelfleda me contó que me había introducido un junco entre las costillas y que una pestilente bocanada de aire salió por aquel agujero. «Un hedor nauseabundo, como el de un pozo negro», me dijo. «Es el maligno que abandona su cuerpo», le había dicho el cura, o eso me contó ella, y taponó la herida con excremento de vaca. La bosta formó una costra, y el cura le dijo que eso impediría que el diablo volviera a apoderarse de mí. ¿Si pasó de verdad? No lo sé. Lo único que sé es que el dolor se prolongó durante semanas, semanas en las que creí estar a las puertas de la muerte hasta que, de repente y no sin esfuerzo, a comienzos del año siguiente, pude ponerme en pie de nuevo. Al cabo de dos meses, montaba a caballo y andaba cosa de una milla, empero, no recuperé mi vigor de antaño, que hasta Hálito–de–serpiente se me antojaba pesada. Atroz a ratos, a ratos soportable, el dolor no desaparecía nunca en tanto que, día tras día, la herida no dejaba de destilar un pus hediondo y pestilente. A lo peor, el brujo cristiano había taponado la herida antes de que el diablo abandonase mi cuerpo por completo; a veces, me preguntaba si no lo habría hecho a propósito, porque, si no todos, la mayoría de los cristianos abomina de mí. Sonríen y recitan salmos y predican que su fe es amor, pero dadles a entender que otro es vuestro dios, que sólo recibiréis mortificantes salivazos. De forma que casi siempre me sentía viejo, agotado y acabado; había días en que ni siquiera estaba seguro de si merecía la pena vivir

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