![]() ![]() ![]() He had left behind his old Roman life and identity and had entered another, more primitive, world-that of the British tribes in the far north. Phaedrus had come a long way since the fight in the arena that gained him his freedom. So began the ceremony that was to make young Phaedrus, ex-slave and gladiator, Horse Lord of the Dalriadain. The old High Priest dipped a finger in the blood and made a sign with it on Phaedrus's forehead, above the Mark of the Horse Lord." "There was a smell of blood mingling with the smell of burning that still clung about scorched timber and blackened thatch, and a great wailing rose from the watching crowd. ![]()
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