By Lloyd Alexander
The excessive King via Lloyd Alexander
When the main robust weapon within the land of Prydain falls into the palms of Arawn, Lord of the Land of dying, Taran and Prince Gwydion rally a military to face as much as the darkish forces.
The partners' final and maximum quest is additionally their such a lot perilous. The biting chilly of iciness is upon them, including to the risk they already face. Their trip, fraught with conflict and bloodshed, ends on the very portal of Arawn's stronghold. There, Taran is confronted with the main the most important choice of his life.
In this breathtaking Newbery Medal-winning end to The Chronicles of Prydain, the devoted buddies face the final word battle among reliable and evil.
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