Cynwrig covered the last fifty paces in a time that would have made his late father's destrier proud. He skidded to a stop in front of the startled group taking in great big gulps of air. "We need to get back to the boat as quick as we can." "What's happened?" Madoc asked. "No time to explain now we need to move." Cynwrig grabbed his half-brother and without another word strode off towards Olaf's vessel.
Disillusioned with power struggles and bitter infighting, Prince Madoc and his compatriots go in search of a wondrous land celebrated in Norse legend and myth that lies far to the west. It is anything but plain sailing though as they encounter an arrogant lord, a ruthless bishop, a vindictive Icelandic chieftain and an Irish hating giant psychopath; all while being tracked by a deadly Anglo-Welsh mercenary. Can Prince Madoc, Princess Angharad, Fergal and the others make it to their Promised Land?