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Showing posts with label A Knight's Choices and Other Romances. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 7, 2019

New Release — A Knight's Choice and Other Romances by Lindsay Townsend

Six wonderfully sweet medieval short romances in a single anthology. Perfect feel-good reading!

A Knight’s Choice—Morwenna must marry to satisfy her family’s ambitions. Her choice is one of two brothers, but which?

Midsummer Maid—The romance and magic of Midsummer works for everyone—including a beautiful dairymaid and a less-than-handsome woodsman.

The Philosopher and the Herbalist—A light-hearted Not-Beauty and Not-Beast tale, with a romantic twist.

The Bridal House—Alis is reluctant to marry. Her betrothed presents her a beautiful bridal house that might help her see matters in a happier light.

The Seal of Odin—A dark tale of romance set during the age of the Vikings and early Christianity. Sometimes, love is found where we least expect it.

Ugly Meg—Once pretty, now scarred, Meg lives and works in seclusion in Bath—but other jealous guild members are plotting against her. Will fellow carpenter Matthew Warden come to her aid? If so, what will be his price?

EXCERPT


     Recognising his father’s voice, he flattened himself against the wall, where the shadows were deepest. Just as he was about to berate his own misguided, suspicious instincts, step back into the flickering torch-light and greet the pair, his brother replied.
     “We keep the whispers alive that my dearest brother is little more than half a wolf, with worth only for fighting.”
     Is he right? In the heat of battle, he knew he was a beast. Shame quickly smothered the rage he felt at his brother’s casual admission of rumour-mongering.
     “Folk will believe it, especially when he rides to war in wolf pelts and rarely takes hostages,” his father gruffly acknowledged, “though the witan liked what he did, rescuing your dam. I did, too.”
     Thank God above. At least that affection of father’s for my mother is something.
     “Yes, yes,” sounding sulky, as he always did when thwarted, his brother waved that off. “Now, the Lady Morwenna—”