It had not been known, what happened to Vortimer after the Battles of Glevum and Londinium. Most messengers claimed he had return to his safe haven, wherever that was.
But in the late winter of 462, a messenger arrived at court in Salisbury. He claimed he had news of why Vortigern so suddenly wanted to peace, for much had taken place, during the late autumn.
How Vortimer drove the Saxons from Kent
First it was said, Vortimer had gathered what men he had left in the western army, and met up with what was left of the eastern. But a few hundred real warriors and but a thousand loyal tribesmen, a large following in most battles, but not much if your aim is to claim a country. After gathering his trusted old men, he travelled into Kent, gathered up hundreds upon hundreds of men, for there were many that had fury in their heart and wanted to fight the Saxon overlords of the lands. It is said, that at this time, Hengist himself was away in the land of the Jutes, for whatever reason foreign kings do such things. And Vortimer seized the opportunity to rid himself of his father greatest allies, even though it was late in autumn, and no sane men fight at this time of year.
And so it was, claimed the messenger, that Vortimer saw a Grand Victory at the battle of Regulbium. Vortimers’ fierce allies from Kent drives most of the remaining Saxons of the lands. He gathers even more men, who when the saxons were gone, again had found their bravery. And it was so, that Vortimer had no choice but to accept these men as his as well. For he needed every hand that could hold a sword. He took the men of swords, tribes and shields, gathered them and said. “You are no longer tribesmen, no longer chieftains or Lords. You are Britons, and we shall be knights. We shall bring the usurper from his throne, and there shall be peace. Our way!”
He marched the troops towards Londinium, where he besieged the city. As Vortigern stood on the walls, watching the armies close in, his heart was gripped by fears. For had not his saxon friends by his side. He opened the gates to the city, and invited his son inside.
How Vortimer took the crown of Britain, and fell dead on the floor cursing himself
As Vortimer, the Blessed they call him, entered into the feast hall of the white tower he holds his sword in front of him. “I am the King of this land, and no man can say otherwise! Not even you Father, for you are not fit to rule a kingdom.” And there was much cheers in the hall. The Lord of the hall, he who they called Vortigern the Usurper, stood up and wept silent tears. “I do not care for what you have done for this Kingdom my son, wars brings no peace. But I see now, that I cannot defend it no longer. I hope that you will treat it, better than your father did.” And at the utter of that last word, Vortimer tore the crown from the head of his father, and put it on his head. “I am the King of Britain! I shall be an anvil, where my father was a stone!”
Then, as if gripped by sudden cold, Vortimer took the crown from down his head and looked upon it. “Have I become my father?” Then came fare Rowena, stepmother of Vortimer, lay a fine hand on his shoulder. “How fare ye, son of my lover. It seems that you are pale, and madness has gripped you.”
And as if stricken by the hand of a ghost of Death, Vortimer fell to his knees. Gasping for air as if it was more precious to him than the Kingdom he had taken. Vortigern, in a move that surprised all present in the hall, for it was known that Vortigern was a cold and heartless man, suddenly flew from his throne, screamed to the sky in honest anger. It seemed, that even the coldest of heart cannot bear to see their son die in such agony.
And so it was, that Vortimer became king, but for a single breath. Vortigern brought again the Crown to his Head. “I cannot wield this no longer… but I must, for just a few moments more. My last action, as a king of these lands, shall be to bring it peace. Send out messengers to all corners of the land.”
How Hengist returned, and how he promised many men Greatness
In winter, scouts reported saxon sails in the east, only they could navigate in the winter cold. For Hengist had arrived, with his personal household. But he did not come for war and plunder, but for peace and brotherhood, and he wished to come to the meeting that had been promised. “If I can have the land, that was promised to me by my marriage. I will be content. I shall seek riches in other lands, and britons shall be my brothers in arms. Those of you who wish, shall join us on the seas. Together we will be great.”