"I recalled the pride and passionate, exultant tenderness that had swept over me in realizing who he was, in knowing that this was he, the one who would arise to call the peoples of our land to action and to unity; the future champion for whose hand Publius Varrus had crafted the sword Excalibur." (Chapter 1, The Saxon Shore, pg. 10)

"I was conscious that I stood on a threshold of some kind and that the next few moments might decide my future, for I knew that here, immediately, could lie life or death for me and for my helpless, hungry ward." (Chapter 1, The Saxon Shore, pg. 23)

"He will fulfill the dream, Auntie... The Dream of Caius Britannicus and of Publius Varrus. The unification of two peoples, Roman and Celt, beneath one leader." (Chapter 4, The Saxon Shore, pg. 70)

"In the space of a week, in other words, I had become...