The Empty Throne (The Saxon Stories #8)

by Bernard Cornwell

“Are there herrings in heaven?” I remember asking Father Beocca. “I can’t think so.” “Then what do the puffins eat if there aren’t any fish?” “None of us eat in heaven. We sing God’s glories instead.” “We don’t eat? We just sing forever?” “And ever, amen.” It sounded boring then, it still sounds boring now,