"Lawhead, Stephen - Albion 02 - The Silver Hand" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lawhead Stephen)

"If you had not come," I replied, trying to soothe him, "Meidron and
Siawn would have succeeded."

"Tegid," the grim determination was back in his voice, "Simon must be
stopped. He does not belong here-I do not belong here, either. We
must go back to our own world. I must take him away from here, but I
need your help, brother. Help me, Tegid."

I gripped his arms in the way of kinsmen and said, "Llew, you know I
will do anything you ask. But I would ask something of you."

"Ask, then. I will do it if I can."

"Let me make a king of you," I said.

He recoiled.

"You have not heard a word I said," he cried, shrugging my hands from
him.

"How can you ask me such a thing?"

"You were the king's champion. By the Hero Feat you saved us when no
one else could. The people respect you; they would support you before
Meldron."

"Tegid, it cannot be!" He started walking again- quick, angry steps.

I walked beside him.

"I cannot allow Meidron to become king. He will not perpetuate his
atrocity by my hand. Yet I must give the kingship to someone-and
soon."

"Give it to someone else."

"There is no one else."

He whirled to face me.

"You do not understand! Simon has to be stopped before he destroys
everything. I have to see to it that he goes back where he belongs. Do
you hear what I am telling you?"

"I hear you, brother," I replied softly.

"But think what I am saying. As king you could stop Siawn Hy and
Meldron. You could undo all the wrong that Siawn has done by taking
the throne."