The Coming of the King

Forty years have passed since the Battle of ritual killed Arthur. No more great British King, who returned to former glory Britons. And the Saxons, that behaved still rather quietly, no longer want to pay tribute, and threatened war Breton kings, mired in mezhduusobits. . . And now - on the throne of Gwynedd, one of the largest kingdoms in Britain, dating back Melgon High. A lone tower on the beach virgin gave birth to a wonderful child - is none other than the newly returned to the hour of trouble Myrddin, which many centuries later in the legends of King Arthur called Merlin. . .