The first book in a trilogy about Robert the Bruce.
This series is something of a family heirloom and a rite of passage. My great-grandparents read it, my grandad read it, and my dad read it, and now it is my turn. I'll be honest, I've tried reading this in the past and struggled, I was too young, or I was not in the right mood for it. I heard it once described as a relaxing read, but it seemed so wordy, and with so many characters. But now, I finally get it. And the first book, which is meant to be the slowest and weakest out of the trilogy, is more than wonderful, but a masterpiece of historical fiction which feels accurate (there is no modern thinking here in any of the characters) and succeeds in being winsomely entertaining. Nigel Tranter adds flesh to the bones, making Robert the Bruce a passionate, complex, and pious man, who loves his country, his countrymen and God. Edward Longshanks is an excellent villain, as it is told from the Scottish perspective we are not meant to like him at all, yet Tranter does him justice, making him eloquent and threatening English King, who has his own troubles outside of Scotland (France, his nobles, his new wife and his failing health). Tranter does a lot to colour in Bruce's love interest Elizabeth de Burgh as well. She is a witty, clever woman with a warm personality. I found myself excited whenever Bruce had interactions with either of these two characters. The narrator's voice is present but not at all distracting, and I enjoyed his descriptions of the Scottish countryside, a big part of what Bruce was fighting for:
"The larks trilled joyously high in the blue, the cuckoos called hauntingly from the lower birch-woods, and the myriad bees hummed lazy contentment from the rich purple carpet of the bell heather and the blazing gold of the whins which crackled in the early July sunshine; while the tumbling, spouting, peat-stained Dochart shouted its laughter up from its rocky bed, all in praise of as fine a noontide as that lovely land of the mountains could proffer."
Tranter's description of the action is also good. He does not dwell on huge battles for very long, preferring to mingle on the conversations and atmosphere before and after the fighting, yet he does not skimp on the details when swords finally clash with swords:
"The King, recovering from his shake, dealt effectively enough with the first assailant to reach him. Swerving in his saddle to avoid a jabbing sword-point at the throat, like a lance-thrust, and standing in his stirrups, he thereafter swung around his own great two-handed blade in a sideways swipe that struck the knight on the back of his head and pitched him forward over his mount's head, helmet spinning."
The ending of the book, no spoilers here, is perfect. Tranter gets the tone just right, and it made me really want to throw myself into the sequel as quickly as possible. All in all, a smashing read. I eagerly look forward to the second book in the trilogy, titled "The Path of the Hero King."