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The Eagles' Brood by Jack Whyte continues the saga of the Colony known as Camulod, and the tale of the descendants of those brave Romans who forged a new way of life for the Celt and Roman peoples when the Roman legions departed Britain. Most know the new leader of the Colony as Merlyn; all call him Commander. Cauis Merlyn Britannicus is responsible for their safety, and all look to him for guidance, leadership, justice, and salvation. It is a harsh life but a good community, and Merlyn is dedicated to spreading the influence of Roman culture beyond the Colony's borders. Uther Pendragon, the man who will father the legendary Arthur, is the cousin Merlyn has known and loved since they were birthed, four hours apart on the same day, the year the legions left Britain. He is the tireless warrior--the red dragon to Merlyn's great silver bear--and between the two of them, the Colony knows few enemies. As different as they can be, they are inseparable: two faces of the same coin. In a world torn apart by warfare and upheaval, each is the other's certainty and guarantee of the survival of the Colony . . . until a vicious crime, one that strikes at the roots of Merlyn's life, drives a wedge between them. A wedge that threatens the fate of a nation . . . .… (more)
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That's what I mean about imagination. Used not to build a magical system and a fantasy world, but a Camelot (or rather here "Camulod") that truly might have existed within the cracks of what we know of Dark Age Britain. Strictly speaking, this is not fantasy at all but well-grounded historical fiction. The narrator of the first two books is Arthur's great-grandfather, Publius Varrus, and is set in the decades before Roman legions withdrew from Britain. In this book, the narrative baton is passed on to a name right from the legends--Merlyn, his nephew. Merlyn, King Lot, Uther Pendragon are the characters that drive this story. And Uther especially has an fascinating ambiguity and complexity.
I love good historical fiction, especially those that show me a side of history I didn't know. One work of historical fiction, All Things Are Lights, is a favorite precisely because I knew nothing before reading it about the Cathars and the Albigensian Crusade. Before reading it, I had thought Europe monolithically Roman Catholic during the Middle Ages. I had no idea so much of France held with the Gnostic Cathars before they were wiped out by a Christian crusade called for by the Pope. Similarly, I enjoyed in The Eagles' Brood the picture of early Christianity, particularly the picture of the British Pelagius and his belief in free will and conflict with the followers of Augustine of Hippo. I had never heard of Pelagius nor known that his teachings were widespread in Dark Age Britain. It made me wonder if history might have taken a very different path had his ideas won out. The book's picture of history is also interesting in many other ways. This may not be historical fantasy, but it is (among other things) military fiction--the invention of the stirrup and the flail are important elements in the story.
The novel does have its flaws. I mentioned that I don't think Whyte's in the same league as T.H. White or Stewart. His sex scenes particularly struck me as none too graceful. And god, the coincidences! Two incidents in particular struck me as implausible as some of the more ludicrous plot points in Shakespearean comedy where brothers who didn't know of each other's existence just happen to bump into each other. I thought some parts frankly dragged, which is the main reason this book is rated one star less than the first book in the series. But this novel does get rated as high as it is, because I do find Whyte's picture of Dark Ages Britain, and the way he finds credible realistic ways to render the familiar Arthurian legend, fascinating.
I would like to point out to re-enactors who might be tempted to use flail morning stars on horseback that these are very dangerous weapons for the horseman and his horse. You run a very high chance of smashing your mount in the head. The later Middle ages saw the flail as an infantry weapon, not for horsemen. Mr. Whyte's use of last minute reveals and overly dramatic confrontations, does not, in the long run entertain me or others like me. I will continue the series out of completeness, but Cornwell's Uhtred still remains the gold standard in Dark Ages military porn. I would also point out that for Arthuriana fans that the Penguin edition of Malory remains in print for the true Arthurian.