You want peace and a happy retirement, Pacorus? The only way to ensure both is to eradicate your enemies before they have a chance to mobilise. So, are you a warlord or farmer? Pacorus and Gallia have survived their time of trial in Media and have returned to Dura, intent on no longer fighting Parthia's wars. And it just so happens that the empire is at peace. In the east, Satrap Kewab, a son of Dura, has fought the Kushans to a standstill, and in the west relations between King of Kings Phraates and the Roman leader Octavian are never better. A relieved Pacorus turns his attention to irrigation and farming, happy to leave the matter of the return to Rome of the eagles he captured at Carrhae to Phraates, the scheming, untrustworthy high king. But there are other seeds that have been planted aside from the ones placed in Dura's now fertile soil, and soon rumblings of conflict are heard in the north. While Pacorus thinks of peaceful prosperity, others brood and want vengeance, and have no qualms about dragging Parthia's most famous warlord into fresh bloodshed. Soon, Pacorus is leading Dura's army once more to war, in a conflict that will see him win his greatest victory, while suffering painful personal loss. 'Lord of War' is the eleventh volume in the Parthian Chronicles series and follows on from 'The Slave King'.
About the Author: I was raised in Grantham, Lincolnshire and attended the King's Grammar School after passing the Eleven Plus exam. In the latter I clearly remember writing an essay on Oliver Cromwell - my first piece of military writing. Then came a BA in history and international relations at Nottingham followed by a Master of Philosophy course at the University of York. The subject was the generalship and cavalry of Prince Rupert of the Rhine, my boyhood hero, during the English Civil War. The year I spent researching and writing at York, Oxford and at the British Library in London was a truly wonderful time. However, like all great times it eventually came to an end and I was forced to find employment. By this time I was living in London and started work at the London Borough of Haringey. It was hell, but it did allow me to finish my thesis. Then fate took a hand and I landed a job as a research officer with the Defence Intelligence Staff in Whitehall. Writing top-secret intelligence reports was highly exciting, until I realised that their security clearance was so high that only a handful of people were cleared to read them. In 1990, therefore, I decided to apply for a job in the publishing industry as an editor. I joined a small company in said position in the summer of that year and the rest, as they say, is history. I currently live in Lincolnshire with my wife Karen.