Huzzah, Medieval Romance Lovers! Welcome back to another round of Medieval Monday. Here you may discover new authors writing about love in our favorite time period. Our theme this time around is the bad guy. You know, that one character you love to hate. This week’s excerpt comes from Barbara Bettis. Barbara loves creating stories of other times and places, of heroines ‘to die for’ and heroes to live for. Of happy endings. Today she shares with us an excerpt from her #MedievalRomance, For This Knight Only.
He’ll do anything for land, even marry her; she’ll do anything for her people, except marry him. If only either had a choice. It’s a marriage only love can save.
Sir Roark will do anything to gain land, even beguile an unwilling lady into marriage. He knows she’s much better off with a man to take control of her besieged castle, to say nothing of her desirable person. But it isn’t long before he discovers that, although her eyes sparkle like sunlight on sea waves, her stubbornness alone could have defeated Saladin.
Lady Alyss is determined to hold her family’s castle, protect her people, and preserve her freedom— until her brother’s dying wish binds her to a stranger. Still, she’ll allow no rugged, over-confident, appealing knight to usurp her authority, even if she must wed him. Especially since he thinks a lady’s duties begin and end with directing servants. Alyss has a few surprises for her new all-too-tempting lord.
But when a common enemy threatens everything, Roark and Alyss face a startling revelation. Without love, neither land nor freedom matters.
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EXCERPT: Prince John turned away and walked toward the center of the bedchamber. Candlelight muted the purple and gold of the robe he wore and etched his features, making the nose seem sharper, the intelligent eyes more menacing. He gestured. Paxton rose and followed.
The chamber was empty but for the two of them. No woman. Surprising for this time of night. John must have been expecting him.
Flickering light cast the men’s shadows long and narrow against the far wall. Paxton watched as those dark forms undulated in the silence. He caught smells of candle wax and heady perfume, underscored by a trace of body odor and woman’s musk. So the royal cock hasn’t been alone. No wonder he made me wait so long at the door
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