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March 29, 2016
Book Spotlight - Princess Adele's Dragon by Shirley McLain @ShirleyMcLain93
Today's featured book is Princess Adele's Dragon by Young Adult fantasy author, Shirley McLain.
Princess Adele lives with her brother, Robert, the King of Valdoria in the castle. There has been a monster terrorizing the Kingdom for months. The King has finally come to a decision on how to deal with the monster but the Princess can't agree with him. For the sake of the Kingdom Princess Adele decides she must be the one to kill the dragon. She couldn't live with herself if her brother went ahead with his plans.
What Adele found on her quest changed her life and the lives of those around her. She was a strong young woman who knew what she wanted and would do whatever it took to get it. Follow Princess Adele as she battles to save her home and her life.
Let's delve closer into the book and look at an excerpt!
Princess Adele's face paled when she heard the words of her brother. Her large green eyes stared at his face as she spoke. "Robert, it's inhuman. You can't do that. If the child were yours, what would you be thinking?" "Look, Adele, I didn't come to this decision without doing a lot of soul-searching. Do you not think I haven't run this through my mind a million times? I don't know any other way to keep our kingdom safe from that monster. The counselor told me it's worked in the past." "I don't care what your mighty counselor said. You can't do this. There must be another way." Princess Adele turned from her brother, the King, leaving him standing in the room alone. Her plan must be executed before the full moon.How such a monster threatens her beautiful home is almost too much to comprehend. If only Anthony was here. He'd know what would be needed to stop this unthinkable act. Tears rolled down Adele's cheeks as she thought of her beloved Anthony. She enjoyed the world one day, deep in despair the next. What happened? Why did he leave? The Princess recovered her emotions and resolved to come up with another plan besides sacrificing a beautiful child to the creature. There ought to be another way. Arriving at her bedchamber, her lady’s maid waited for her. As Adele entered her room, Miranda bowed "Your Highness", she said. "How many times do I need to tell you, Miranda, you do not bow to me and call me "Your Highness" every time I enter the room when we're alone. We've been like sisters since the age of four." "I know, Adele, but if I don't do it all the time, I may forget. If I call you, Adele in public His Majesty's ogre of a counselor will behead me or something worse." "What's worse than having your head chopped off?" Adele asked. "Made to marry a man I do not love." Miranda helped the Princess change into her sleeping gown to make her ready for bed. "Robert has tried to marry me off too many times to count. Six years ago, before we married, Anthony ran away for some reason. " "You don't believe that any more than I do, Adele," With a soft voice Miranda said, he loved you more than life, and it showed in everything word and action he made. Changing the subject, what did the King say?" "He plans to go through with the sacrifice on the night of the full moon, which is in two weeks." Princess Adele's covered her face with her hands as tears began to flow. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "I can't sit here and do nothing. A child sacrifice is unconscionable to me." "What can a girl of your small stature do against a dragon? Many Knights died fighting that dragon. I can see you dead before you even get to the lair." Princess Adele climbed into bed. "You know I can do anything a man can. She stifled a yawn then said "Goodnight, my dear friend. I hope you sleep well," ***Miranda blew out the wick of the oil lamp and said, "Goodnight, Adele." She turned with a big smile on her face and walked to the door to her room. I know what she's going to do, and as soon as her death is confirmed, I'll console the King. I'm in a fantastic position now to put our plan into action. I will be Queen of Valdoria! She smiled as she blew out the light and settled into her bed. The door to Miranda's room opened and closed without making a sound. She heard footsteps padding across the room. "Hello, my love," Miranda whispered as she joyfully fell into a pair of strong arms. ***She walked down the aisle to her beloved, Anthony. When she got close enough to take his hand, she slid backward, having to begin the journey down the aisle all over again. Adele experienced the same nightmare about her Anthony when she fell into a deep sleep. Tossing and turning, Princess Adele unable to sleep any longer, sat up in the bed. In the blackness of her room, she reached a decision. I know what I must do. Without stars, the night sky displayed no brightness, only blackness as pitch. Adele hurried as she dressed in the boy’s clothes hidden in the straw of her mattress. Her secrets remained her own. Her adventures out of the castle before the sun came up, on many occasions, was known only to her. This adventure would be no different.Her father made sure both of his children received the same education which she gave thanks for many times. She could fight with a sword and ride a horse as well as her brother. She bested her brother in their formal schooling. He wanted to play instead of educating himself. Robert began to apply himself to his education not long before their parent’s death. Adele's impressive capabilities were known only to Robert. Her father wanted her skills kept a secret for the purpose of a surprise if she needed it. If something happened to her brother, Adele could run the kingdom. If her quest failed, she would no longer be alive, and her brother would be alone. He would be the only one of the family left. Her parents, the King, and Queen died the previous year from the plague. She and her brother left the area until the crisis passed. They returned home having no parents and the country, no King and Queen. Her nineteen-year-old brother became King and Lord Ashmore guided the new King in all decisions. They relied on Lord Ashmore as their father did, over the years. ***In an inconspicuous manner, Adele walked down the long castle hallway to the secret exit that took her underground, straightway to the stables. She thought once again of her father and how he made sure she knew the secret entrance location. He told her no one knew about it except her, but if the need arose she could share it with her brother. So far, it remained her secret way out of the castle. She lit a torch before entering the tunnel. She didn't like the darkness of the tunnel. The dampness didn't bother her at all, and it felt refreshing when the outside temperature got high. The trap door opening in the stable storage room remained well hidden. She checked it every evening, so it remained unobstructed. At the bottom of the ladder, she pulled her sword from its storage area. She carried it as she climbed the ladder to the storage room. After covering the floor with the rug to hide the entry, she made her way to Champion's stall. "Hello, my darling. Are you ready for a ride?" The stable hand saddled the horse. She put the mufflers on Champion's hooves so he wouldn't make any noise walking across the stones. Adele waited for the guards to walk to the other side of the parapet so she could escape the castle grounds unseen. She didn't wait long. When she felt it safe, she carefully walked Champion out the gate to the open field. Once on his back, she gave the horse his head and let him run across the field to the timber edge.
Where can I buy this fabulous book?
Amazon US
Amazon UK
About the author
Shirley McLain makes her home in Sapulpa Oklahoma with her husband and their fur family of four dogs and three cats. She also has two grown children, six grandchildren and twin great-grand sons. She has/is living a very full life. She retired after working thirty-two years as a RN and then began a full time writing carrier. She and her husband enjoy their five-acre country home. It is a perfect setting to let Shirley’s Muse work it’s magic. Shirley is an eclectic writer and has always enjoyed the writing process. Shortly after her retirement she woke up one morning with the thought that she was going to write a book. She didn’t stop writing until she’d finished her first book. So far she has published four books which are now on Amazon. Her goal is to bring as much enjoyment to her readers as deserve and want.
Useful links email Shirley_mclain@yahoo.com Website Facebook Twitter
Princess Adele lives with her brother, Robert, the King of Valdoria in the castle. There has been a monster terrorizing the Kingdom for months. The King has finally come to a decision on how to deal with the monster but the Princess can't agree with him. For the sake of the Kingdom Princess Adele decides she must be the one to kill the dragon. She couldn't live with herself if her brother went ahead with his plans.
What Adele found on her quest changed her life and the lives of those around her. She was a strong young woman who knew what she wanted and would do whatever it took to get it. Follow Princess Adele as she battles to save her home and her life.
Let's delve closer into the book and look at an excerpt!
Princess Adele's face paled when she heard the words of her brother. Her large green eyes stared at his face as she spoke. "Robert, it's inhuman. You can't do that. If the child were yours, what would you be thinking?" "Look, Adele, I didn't come to this decision without doing a lot of soul-searching. Do you not think I haven't run this through my mind a million times? I don't know any other way to keep our kingdom safe from that monster. The counselor told me it's worked in the past." "I don't care what your mighty counselor said. You can't do this. There must be another way." Princess Adele turned from her brother, the King, leaving him standing in the room alone. Her plan must be executed before the full moon.How such a monster threatens her beautiful home is almost too much to comprehend. If only Anthony was here. He'd know what would be needed to stop this unthinkable act. Tears rolled down Adele's cheeks as she thought of her beloved Anthony. She enjoyed the world one day, deep in despair the next. What happened? Why did he leave? The Princess recovered her emotions and resolved to come up with another plan besides sacrificing a beautiful child to the creature. There ought to be another way. Arriving at her bedchamber, her lady’s maid waited for her. As Adele entered her room, Miranda bowed "Your Highness", she said. "How many times do I need to tell you, Miranda, you do not bow to me and call me "Your Highness" every time I enter the room when we're alone. We've been like sisters since the age of four." "I know, Adele, but if I don't do it all the time, I may forget. If I call you, Adele in public His Majesty's ogre of a counselor will behead me or something worse." "What's worse than having your head chopped off?" Adele asked. "Made to marry a man I do not love." Miranda helped the Princess change into her sleeping gown to make her ready for bed. "Robert has tried to marry me off too many times to count. Six years ago, before we married, Anthony ran away for some reason. " "You don't believe that any more than I do, Adele," With a soft voice Miranda said, he loved you more than life, and it showed in everything word and action he made. Changing the subject, what did the King say?" "He plans to go through with the sacrifice on the night of the full moon, which is in two weeks." Princess Adele's covered her face with her hands as tears began to flow. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "I can't sit here and do nothing. A child sacrifice is unconscionable to me." "What can a girl of your small stature do against a dragon? Many Knights died fighting that dragon. I can see you dead before you even get to the lair." Princess Adele climbed into bed. "You know I can do anything a man can. She stifled a yawn then said "Goodnight, my dear friend. I hope you sleep well," ***Miranda blew out the wick of the oil lamp and said, "Goodnight, Adele." She turned with a big smile on her face and walked to the door to her room. I know what she's going to do, and as soon as her death is confirmed, I'll console the King. I'm in a fantastic position now to put our plan into action. I will be Queen of Valdoria! She smiled as she blew out the light and settled into her bed. The door to Miranda's room opened and closed without making a sound. She heard footsteps padding across the room. "Hello, my love," Miranda whispered as she joyfully fell into a pair of strong arms. ***She walked down the aisle to her beloved, Anthony. When she got close enough to take his hand, she slid backward, having to begin the journey down the aisle all over again. Adele experienced the same nightmare about her Anthony when she fell into a deep sleep. Tossing and turning, Princess Adele unable to sleep any longer, sat up in the bed. In the blackness of her room, she reached a decision. I know what I must do. Without stars, the night sky displayed no brightness, only blackness as pitch. Adele hurried as she dressed in the boy’s clothes hidden in the straw of her mattress. Her secrets remained her own. Her adventures out of the castle before the sun came up, on many occasions, was known only to her. This adventure would be no different.Her father made sure both of his children received the same education which she gave thanks for many times. She could fight with a sword and ride a horse as well as her brother. She bested her brother in their formal schooling. He wanted to play instead of educating himself. Robert began to apply himself to his education not long before their parent’s death. Adele's impressive capabilities were known only to Robert. Her father wanted her skills kept a secret for the purpose of a surprise if she needed it. If something happened to her brother, Adele could run the kingdom. If her quest failed, she would no longer be alive, and her brother would be alone. He would be the only one of the family left. Her parents, the King, and Queen died the previous year from the plague. She and her brother left the area until the crisis passed. They returned home having no parents and the country, no King and Queen. Her nineteen-year-old brother became King and Lord Ashmore guided the new King in all decisions. They relied on Lord Ashmore as their father did, over the years. ***In an inconspicuous manner, Adele walked down the long castle hallway to the secret exit that took her underground, straightway to the stables. She thought once again of her father and how he made sure she knew the secret entrance location. He told her no one knew about it except her, but if the need arose she could share it with her brother. So far, it remained her secret way out of the castle. She lit a torch before entering the tunnel. She didn't like the darkness of the tunnel. The dampness didn't bother her at all, and it felt refreshing when the outside temperature got high. The trap door opening in the stable storage room remained well hidden. She checked it every evening, so it remained unobstructed. At the bottom of the ladder, she pulled her sword from its storage area. She carried it as she climbed the ladder to the storage room. After covering the floor with the rug to hide the entry, she made her way to Champion's stall. "Hello, my darling. Are you ready for a ride?" The stable hand saddled the horse. She put the mufflers on Champion's hooves so he wouldn't make any noise walking across the stones. Adele waited for the guards to walk to the other side of the parapet so she could escape the castle grounds unseen. She didn't wait long. When she felt it safe, she carefully walked Champion out the gate to the open field. Once on his back, she gave the horse his head and let him run across the field to the timber edge.
Where can I buy this fabulous book?
Amazon US
Amazon UK
About the author
Shirley McLain makes her home in Sapulpa Oklahoma with her husband and their fur family of four dogs and three cats. She also has two grown children, six grandchildren and twin great-grand sons. She has/is living a very full life. She retired after working thirty-two years as a RN and then began a full time writing carrier. She and her husband enjoy their five-acre country home. It is a perfect setting to let Shirley’s Muse work it’s magic. Shirley is an eclectic writer and has always enjoyed the writing process. Shortly after her retirement she woke up one morning with the thought that she was going to write a book. She didn’t stop writing until she’d finished her first book. So far she has published four books which are now on Amazon. Her goal is to bring as much enjoyment to her readers as deserve and want. Useful links email Shirley_mclain@yahoo.com Website Facebook Twitter
March 28, 2016
#BookReview - Song At Dawn by Jean Gill @writerjeangill #amreading
I had the very great pleasure of reviewing the Winner of the Global Ebook Award for Best Historical Fiction Song at Dawn: 1150 in Provence (The Troubadours Quartet) by Jean Gill.
Let's take a look at the book...
On the run from abuse, Estela wakes in a ditch with only her lute, her amazing voice, and a dagger hidden in her underskirt. Her talent finds a patron in Aliénor of Aquitaine and more than a music tutor in the Queen's finest troubadour and Commander of the Guard, Dragonetz los Pros.
Weary of war, Dragonetz uses Jewish money and Moorish expertise to build that most modern of inventions, a papermill, arousing the wrath of the Church. Their enemies gather, ready to light the political and religious powder-keg of medieval Narbonne.
Set in the period following the Second Crusade, Jean Gill's spellbinding romantic thrillers evoke medieval France with breathtaking accuracy. The characters leap off the page and include amazing women like Eleanor of Aquitaine and Ermengarda of Narbonne, who shaped history in battles and in bedchambers.
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What did I think of the story?
Gill certainly knows how to weave a provocative tale of romance, plots, intrigue, treason and murder.
Songs at Dawn is set, for the most part, in the French city of Narbonne during the 12thCentury. The story whisks us away to the court of Queen Aliénor (Eleanor) of Aquitaine. But the crown does not rest easy on Aliénor head. She is unhappy in her marriage and, to make things worse, there is an assassin in the bosom of her court - the question is...who?
The story is primarily about a 16-year-old runaway, called Estela, who, due to being a very talented musician, ends up at the court of Aliénor. Estela continues her tuition under the dashing, and not forgetting very talented troubadour, as well as an exemplary loyal knight - Dragonetz.
Estela finds herself plunged to the forefront of court life, and not always for the better. Jealousy is rife and Estela is an innocent. She is soon the target for malicious gossip and spiteful pranks. She also has the added misfortune of falling for her tutor. I thought Gill's portrayal of Estela was exemplary. She captured her innocence perfectly and she was a very believable 16-year-old.
Dragonetz, is the Queen's most loyal servant and he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. However, he is growing tired of court life and war. He wants to become a mill owner – he has very ambitious plans to make paper - he is, I guess you could say, something of a visionary. But the Queen must come first – he certainly has no time, or no right, to allow the feelings he has for his young protégée to become anything more than a fancy. The romance between Estela and Dragonetz is a slow build, but when they both finally admit to having feelings for each other, passion takes over and life will never be the same for either of them again.
Gill has obviously spent a great deal of time researching the era her story is set in and this comes across in the telling. I enjoyed the story very much and it has reawakened my interest in Eleanor of Aquitaine.
Where can I get my FREE copy of this fabulous book?
AmazonB&NKoboiTunesSmashwordsAbout the author
Jean Gill is a Welsh writer and photographer living in the south of France with a big white dog, a scruffy black dog, a Nikon D700 and a man. For many years, she taught English in Wales and was the first woman to be a secondary headteacher in Carmarthenshire. She is mother or stepmother to five children so life was hectic.
Publications are varied, including prize-winning poetry and novels, military history, translated books on dog training, and a cookery book on goat cheese. With Scottish parents, an English birthplace and French residence, she can usually support the winning team on most sporting occasions.
Contact Jean at jean.gill@wanadoo.fr with comments or questions. You'll find a mix of her work, along with fun trivia about books, at www.jeangill.com Her photo portfolio is at www.istockphoto.com/jeangill and she blogs at www.jeangill.blogspot.com
Let's take a look at the book...
On the run from abuse, Estela wakes in a ditch with only her lute, her amazing voice, and a dagger hidden in her underskirt. Her talent finds a patron in Aliénor of Aquitaine and more than a music tutor in the Queen's finest troubadour and Commander of the Guard, Dragonetz los Pros.
Weary of war, Dragonetz uses Jewish money and Moorish expertise to build that most modern of inventions, a papermill, arousing the wrath of the Church. Their enemies gather, ready to light the political and religious powder-keg of medieval Narbonne.
Set in the period following the Second Crusade, Jean Gill's spellbinding romantic thrillers evoke medieval France with breathtaking accuracy. The characters leap off the page and include amazing women like Eleanor of Aquitaine and Ermengarda of Narbonne, who shaped history in battles and in bedchambers.
***
What did I think of the story?
Gill certainly knows how to weave a provocative tale of romance, plots, intrigue, treason and murder.
Songs at Dawn is set, for the most part, in the French city of Narbonne during the 12thCentury. The story whisks us away to the court of Queen Aliénor (Eleanor) of Aquitaine. But the crown does not rest easy on Aliénor head. She is unhappy in her marriage and, to make things worse, there is an assassin in the bosom of her court - the question is...who?
The story is primarily about a 16-year-old runaway, called Estela, who, due to being a very talented musician, ends up at the court of Aliénor. Estela continues her tuition under the dashing, and not forgetting very talented troubadour, as well as an exemplary loyal knight - Dragonetz.
Estela finds herself plunged to the forefront of court life, and not always for the better. Jealousy is rife and Estela is an innocent. She is soon the target for malicious gossip and spiteful pranks. She also has the added misfortune of falling for her tutor. I thought Gill's portrayal of Estela was exemplary. She captured her innocence perfectly and she was a very believable 16-year-old.
Dragonetz, is the Queen's most loyal servant and he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. However, he is growing tired of court life and war. He wants to become a mill owner – he has very ambitious plans to make paper - he is, I guess you could say, something of a visionary. But the Queen must come first – he certainly has no time, or no right, to allow the feelings he has for his young protégée to become anything more than a fancy. The romance between Estela and Dragonetz is a slow build, but when they both finally admit to having feelings for each other, passion takes over and life will never be the same for either of them again.
Gill has obviously spent a great deal of time researching the era her story is set in and this comes across in the telling. I enjoyed the story very much and it has reawakened my interest in Eleanor of Aquitaine.
Where can I get my FREE copy of this fabulous book?
AmazonB&NKoboiTunesSmashwordsAbout the author
Jean Gill is a Welsh writer and photographer living in the south of France with a big white dog, a scruffy black dog, a Nikon D700 and a man. For many years, she taught English in Wales and was the first woman to be a secondary headteacher in Carmarthenshire. She is mother or stepmother to five children so life was hectic.Publications are varied, including prize-winning poetry and novels, military history, translated books on dog training, and a cookery book on goat cheese. With Scottish parents, an English birthplace and French residence, she can usually support the winning team on most sporting occasions.
Contact Jean at jean.gill@wanadoo.fr with comments or questions. You'll find a mix of her work, along with fun trivia about books, at www.jeangill.com Her photo portfolio is at www.istockphoto.com/jeangill and she blogs at www.jeangill.blogspot.com
March 27, 2016
The Treasure of Gwenlais - character interview #YA #fantasy #romance @Mtmagee1013M
It is my very great pleasure to welcome back the Amazon Bestselling, Young Adult author, and a very dear friend, M.T.Magee, on to the blog today. I had the pleasure of reviewing this book last year. You can read the review here. We are going to have a bit of fun and interview one of her characters from her most beautiful historical fantasy, The Treasure of Gwenlais:The Reinfield Chronicles Book!
But first, let's take a look at the book....
Princess Laurel of Gwenlais, finds herself tragically and quickly thrust into a world of danger, so unlike the idyllic and sheltered life she has known. These dangers from an unknown enemy, also unexpectedly throw her into the arms of Caleb, the warrior Prince of Heathwin, the nearby kingdom in which Gwenlais has a tense alliance with. The more refined people of Gwenlais, find their neighbors and protectors of the West necessary, but consider them uncouth and sometimes barbaric. The long and bloody feud between Heathwin, and the mysterious, frightening, and misunderstood, race of beings, called the Rabkins, had finally reached an uneasy truce, by the hard fought and diligent efforts of Prince Caleb. This fragile agreement, was soon shattered by an attack from outside, that threaten both kingdoms of Gwenlais and Heathwin. Laurel and Caleb find themselves, not only fighting for the peace and existence of their kingdoms, but fighting for their new found love that is imperiled at every turn from a nameless enemy, and their own people as well. Laurel follows her calling, by beginning her training in the ancient healing arts of the Ollams. She soon finds that her skills may be needed to heal more than just the physical wounds of others, but also the wounds of the heart, long put upon by the people of both she and Caleb’s kingdoms by the mistrust and bigotries of either side. As they draw closer together, they discover just how far this unknown enemy, has gone to tear them apart from within. They must together, find a way to rise above old and long standing prejudices, and form a much stronger alliance in order to fight against the new enemy from outside of their borders, that threatens their very survival.
This is the epic world of Rienfield. A domain filled with beauty, danger, amazing races and cultures. You will find the love and strong ties of family. As well as romance, humor, adventure and tragedy, while the people and beings of Rienfield, search for peace and truth in their way of life.
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Character Interview
1. Thanks so much for agreeing to this interview. Firstly, could you introduce yourself?
Caleb: Certainly darling. My name is Prince Caleb, oldest son of King Fergus and Queen Alana of Heathwin. Commander of the Sentinels and heir to the throne. I have recently turned thirty seasons.
2. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Caleb: I assume you mean in the world of Rienfield. Though I do enjoy visiting mo chailin milis home of Gwenlais several times each season, I will always call my kingdom of Heathwin home. The majestic mountains and mossy forest will always be closest to my heart.
3. What would you consider to be your greatest strength?
Caleb: That is a most thought provoking question. I would have to say my ability to take charge of most situations. I have worked very hard to become a leader for my people but also be approachable. I also strive to be an example to my younger brother Aiden and my many younger cousins.
4. What is your biggest regret?
Caleb: I can very easily say, conceding to a Marriage Agreement with my first wife Morene. We did not love each other and only married because we were pressured by both of our fathers. Her hatred for the Rabkins, a race I have worked diligently to make peace with, caused her to commit a vicious act against one of their Kindreds. It caused much strife and bloodshed for our people.
5. Describe your perfect day.
Caleb: Ah yes, a perfect day would entail spending it with mo stor Laurel. Riding through the countryside on horseback, perhaps taking her to the shops of Welstone. Or sitting in the back garden under the trellis reading her favorite poetry. She has told me quite often she loves my voice when I read to her.
Now some silly questions!!
6. Have you ever swum naked?
Caleb: Why yes, darling many times. What an adorable cheeky lass you are to ask me this. We here in Heathwin are not ashamed or shy concerning our bodies as others might be. Swimming in the cool waters of Loch Tay growing up, we often swam naked. The men of our Clan still do in the early morning hours, each season we visit there.
7. What is your most embarrassing memory?
Caleb: Hmm. I have two actually, and they both involve my dear Laurel. The first is when she was 12 seasons and I was just entering my 22ndseason and given the assignment of being responsible to bring back the harvest supplies from the kingdom of Gwenlais, where my beloved is from. I did not wish for her to accompany me and my group to go hunting. I had no desire to look after her, as she was always running about and never did as she was told. After telling her no, very calmly I might add, she proceeds to yell at me in front of the entire group telling me what an unjust brute I am and other insults. Of course everyone is laughing at this, which only makes me angrier, and I spanked her for it. It left me feeling terrible, because she has this uncanny ability to turn me into a pathetic sop. So I then bought her a new saddle and bridle for her new horse, I regained her favor at that point. Eight seasons later when bringing Laurel back to Heathwin, to formally meet the four Chieftains, before our wedding, she curses me out in front of them for laughing at her losing her temper at them for insulting and giving her beloved counselor a black eye. I was embarrassed to be sure, but also a bit amused. I find her quite adorable when she curses in the language of the Kedesh. Mo stor has quite the foul little mouth at times.
8. Fine dining or a picnic?
Caleb: As pleasant as fine dining can be I have to say I much prefer the casual charm of a picnic. There is something about eating out of doors in the fresh air that enhances one’s appetite.
9. What makes you angry?
Caleb: LOL! Probably more things that should. I loathe slavers and raiders, and find smugglers to be equally deplorable. On a lighter note, I find mimes to be particularly irksome. I also do not like when one of my younger cousins sasses back or curses at me in front of others. I find the little urchins to be quite irritating when they do that on occasion.
10. If you could choose a magic power, what would it be?
Caleb: There are those among my people that feel I already possess magic powers. After my ‘sharing’ with a young Rabkin as a boy, my abilities with vision and hearing were greatly enhanced. I am also the only human who has the ability to communicate with the Rabkins and also sense when they are about. So I would have to say these things are more than enough. Thank you Prince Caleb for taking the time to answer my questions.
Caleb: The pleasure was all mine, darling.
Book Extract
Caleb politely but hurriedly took Laurel away from the talkative woman, and lead her to the edge of the Hall’s dance floor. Laurel looked at him smiling but puzzled at his behavior. She noticed Aiden and a pretty young woman he had been with most of the evening beginning to dance together, as well as other couples joining them. Laurel began to recognize the dance being of a sensuous and romantic nature, she blushed but watched in fascination, as the couples were moving slowly and gracefully together. Caleb watched her face as she looked at the couples dancing slowly, their bodies moving in perfect time, always touching, apart for only moments.
“Do you know this dance?” he asked her softly, his voice caressing her ear.
“I have seen it, but I have never been permitted to actually participate,” she answered, still watching in fascination.
“Would you like to?” Caleb asked her quietly, moving his hands to her waist again.“I...I do not know how,” she whispered breathlessly, still watching completely captivated.
“I will show you. I know it very well,” Caleb whispered back seductively.
She looked up at him to find him smiling at her, his eyes glowing and penetrating, burning through her.
“Very well. I hope I do not embarrass you,” she said shyly, laughing nervously.
“I am not worried in the least,” Caleb said reassuringly.
Caleb took her hand and led her to the floor, as they stood in front of each other. Listening carefully to the melody, waiting for the next movement which happened in a moment’s time. Caleb pulled Laurel gently to him, their bodies flush against each other. Caleb moved his hand to her waist, placing her hand on his chest, he moved her forward having her follow him as if she were pushing him backward. She looked at him, her eyes wide and slightly startled, by the passionate nature of the movements the dance was evoking. Caleb continued to look in her eyes, smiling warmly at her as she moved to keep up with him. She turned to look at the others around them, Caleb gently turned her face.
“Look at me love, only me. Imagine we are the only people here,” he said to her softly.
He then gently turned her around several times until her back was to him. He placed his arm around her waist placing her left arm about his neck as he gently lifted her off the floor and twirled her around as her gown swirled around them like a billow of smoke. He placed her down and turned her so she was facing him once again. He took her in his arms holding her closer than he ever had, having her place her arm over his shoulder holding her other hand in his placing it in the air, their arms supporting each other. He moved her across the dance floor in an effortless fluid motion. Twirling gracefully, Laurel felt there were times they were not touching the ground. The entire time her eyes never leaving his face as he had asked her. As the rhythm of the melody changed again he released her from his embrace and twirled her around several times again with his arm as he moved forward. He stopped abruptly as the tempo halted for a moment, only a single cymbal could be heard. He slowly bent her backward his hand resting on the small of her back, bringing his face down to her neck as she reached up and grasped the back of his neck for support. He then brought her back up to him quickly, making her catch breath, her eyes opened wide with surprise, as he continued to smile at her lovingly. Taking her in his arms again he repeated the dance by moving her gracefully across the floor. Once more the tempo changed as he placed her hand against his chest and his hand at her waist once more. Only this time she was ready for the next motion and moved with him unresistingly as he moved backward, drawing her with him. Aiden watched them from across the floor and was intrigued by how quickly Laurel was able to follow and adjust to the constant changing of the music’s tempo. Caleb was patient and loving in his direction.
They are really quite distracting, Aiden thought as he grinned watching them. So much so, other couples also noticed them, slowly beginning to stop dancing to watch them move in perfect harmony with each other.
Caleb again twirled Laurel several times until she was facing away from him. Laurel laid her head back against him. Closing her eyes as she placed her arm around his neck, her right arm over his as he placed it tightly around her waist. Caleb turned his face into her neck as he gently lifted her off the floor twirling her about again, the gown giving the illusion that they were enveloped in cloud of deep blue smoke. Caleb placed her gently down and turning Laurel once more to face him, took her in his arms holding her close to him resting his lips against her forehead. They held each other, eyes closed, moving slowly in perfect time with each other as the music’s tempo began to slowly wind down. Moving ever slowly until the music directed them to stop. They stood still for a moment listening to each other’s breathing. It was only until they heard the sound of applause did they open their eyes. Laurel and Caleb were both surprised to find it was for them. Laurel blushed her cheeks blazing. Caleb held her, smiling down at her. He softly kissed her forehead, before taking her hand and leading her off the floor, as she was smiling but overwhelmed by the attention they received.
Laurel could scarcely breathe as they walked together, her heart racing with the exhilaration she felt from the passionate dance.
Where can I buy this fabulous book? Amazon US Amazon UK
A note from the author
The world I have created, comes from the inspiration of both my Scottish heritage and my husband’s Irish descent, with pride and respect for both cultures. The beauty of the Scottish Highlands, as well as the lush rolling meadows of Ireland, serve as a backdrop for the mythical realm of Rienfield. Many of the names of villages and towns that are used are actual names of towns and villages of Scotland and Ireland. They are used in direct correlation for what their rich past made them known for and is applied with loving respect for their history in the story. Many of the names of the characters are Irish, Scottish, or Gaelic, again showing my love and admiration for our heritages. The characters also speak Old Irish, from time to time, referring to it as ‘old speak.’ I hope you will find this as fascinating and beautiful as I did.
You will find the Kingdoms of Gwenlais and Heathwin filled with wonder, danger, adventure, romance, love of family as well as betrayal. The people, races, and beings, will beckon you to return and visit, over and again, sharing in their joys, sorrows, tragedies and triumphs. So my friends, find your comfortable reading place, and immerse yourself in the lives of the warm, courageous, humorous, and sometimes frightening characters, which make up the world of Rienfield.
With warmest regards;
M.T. Magee
Author's newsletter
But first, let's take a look at the book....
Princess Laurel of Gwenlais, finds herself tragically and quickly thrust into a world of danger, so unlike the idyllic and sheltered life she has known. These dangers from an unknown enemy, also unexpectedly throw her into the arms of Caleb, the warrior Prince of Heathwin, the nearby kingdom in which Gwenlais has a tense alliance with. The more refined people of Gwenlais, find their neighbors and protectors of the West necessary, but consider them uncouth and sometimes barbaric. The long and bloody feud between Heathwin, and the mysterious, frightening, and misunderstood, race of beings, called the Rabkins, had finally reached an uneasy truce, by the hard fought and diligent efforts of Prince Caleb. This fragile agreement, was soon shattered by an attack from outside, that threaten both kingdoms of Gwenlais and Heathwin. Laurel and Caleb find themselves, not only fighting for the peace and existence of their kingdoms, but fighting for their new found love that is imperiled at every turn from a nameless enemy, and their own people as well. Laurel follows her calling, by beginning her training in the ancient healing arts of the Ollams. She soon finds that her skills may be needed to heal more than just the physical wounds of others, but also the wounds of the heart, long put upon by the people of both she and Caleb’s kingdoms by the mistrust and bigotries of either side. As they draw closer together, they discover just how far this unknown enemy, has gone to tear them apart from within. They must together, find a way to rise above old and long standing prejudices, and form a much stronger alliance in order to fight against the new enemy from outside of their borders, that threatens their very survival.
This is the epic world of Rienfield. A domain filled with beauty, danger, amazing races and cultures. You will find the love and strong ties of family. As well as romance, humor, adventure and tragedy, while the people and beings of Rienfield, search for peace and truth in their way of life.
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Character Interview
1. Thanks so much for agreeing to this interview. Firstly, could you introduce yourself?
Caleb: Certainly darling. My name is Prince Caleb, oldest son of King Fergus and Queen Alana of Heathwin. Commander of the Sentinels and heir to the throne. I have recently turned thirty seasons. 2. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Caleb: I assume you mean in the world of Rienfield. Though I do enjoy visiting mo chailin milis home of Gwenlais several times each season, I will always call my kingdom of Heathwin home. The majestic mountains and mossy forest will always be closest to my heart.
3. What would you consider to be your greatest strength?
Caleb: That is a most thought provoking question. I would have to say my ability to take charge of most situations. I have worked very hard to become a leader for my people but also be approachable. I also strive to be an example to my younger brother Aiden and my many younger cousins.
4. What is your biggest regret?
Caleb: I can very easily say, conceding to a Marriage Agreement with my first wife Morene. We did not love each other and only married because we were pressured by both of our fathers. Her hatred for the Rabkins, a race I have worked diligently to make peace with, caused her to commit a vicious act against one of their Kindreds. It caused much strife and bloodshed for our people.
5. Describe your perfect day.
Caleb: Ah yes, a perfect day would entail spending it with mo stor Laurel. Riding through the countryside on horseback, perhaps taking her to the shops of Welstone. Or sitting in the back garden under the trellis reading her favorite poetry. She has told me quite often she loves my voice when I read to her. Now some silly questions!!
6. Have you ever swum naked?
Caleb: Why yes, darling many times. What an adorable cheeky lass you are to ask me this. We here in Heathwin are not ashamed or shy concerning our bodies as others might be. Swimming in the cool waters of Loch Tay growing up, we often swam naked. The men of our Clan still do in the early morning hours, each season we visit there.
7. What is your most embarrassing memory?
Caleb: Hmm. I have two actually, and they both involve my dear Laurel. The first is when she was 12 seasons and I was just entering my 22ndseason and given the assignment of being responsible to bring back the harvest supplies from the kingdom of Gwenlais, where my beloved is from. I did not wish for her to accompany me and my group to go hunting. I had no desire to look after her, as she was always running about and never did as she was told. After telling her no, very calmly I might add, she proceeds to yell at me in front of the entire group telling me what an unjust brute I am and other insults. Of course everyone is laughing at this, which only makes me angrier, and I spanked her for it. It left me feeling terrible, because she has this uncanny ability to turn me into a pathetic sop. So I then bought her a new saddle and bridle for her new horse, I regained her favor at that point. Eight seasons later when bringing Laurel back to Heathwin, to formally meet the four Chieftains, before our wedding, she curses me out in front of them for laughing at her losing her temper at them for insulting and giving her beloved counselor a black eye. I was embarrassed to be sure, but also a bit amused. I find her quite adorable when she curses in the language of the Kedesh. Mo stor has quite the foul little mouth at times.
8. Fine dining or a picnic?
Caleb: As pleasant as fine dining can be I have to say I much prefer the casual charm of a picnic. There is something about eating out of doors in the fresh air that enhances one’s appetite.
9. What makes you angry?
Caleb: LOL! Probably more things that should. I loathe slavers and raiders, and find smugglers to be equally deplorable. On a lighter note, I find mimes to be particularly irksome. I also do not like when one of my younger cousins sasses back or curses at me in front of others. I find the little urchins to be quite irritating when they do that on occasion.
10. If you could choose a magic power, what would it be?
Caleb: There are those among my people that feel I already possess magic powers. After my ‘sharing’ with a young Rabkin as a boy, my abilities with vision and hearing were greatly enhanced. I am also the only human who has the ability to communicate with the Rabkins and also sense when they are about. So I would have to say these things are more than enough. Thank you Prince Caleb for taking the time to answer my questions.
Caleb: The pleasure was all mine, darling.
Book Extract
Caleb politely but hurriedly took Laurel away from the talkative woman, and lead her to the edge of the Hall’s dance floor. Laurel looked at him smiling but puzzled at his behavior. She noticed Aiden and a pretty young woman he had been with most of the evening beginning to dance together, as well as other couples joining them. Laurel began to recognize the dance being of a sensuous and romantic nature, she blushed but watched in fascination, as the couples were moving slowly and gracefully together. Caleb watched her face as she looked at the couples dancing slowly, their bodies moving in perfect time, always touching, apart for only moments.
“Do you know this dance?” he asked her softly, his voice caressing her ear.
“I have seen it, but I have never been permitted to actually participate,” she answered, still watching in fascination.
“Would you like to?” Caleb asked her quietly, moving his hands to her waist again.“I...I do not know how,” she whispered breathlessly, still watching completely captivated.
“I will show you. I know it very well,” Caleb whispered back seductively.
She looked up at him to find him smiling at her, his eyes glowing and penetrating, burning through her.
“Very well. I hope I do not embarrass you,” she said shyly, laughing nervously.
“I am not worried in the least,” Caleb said reassuringly.
Caleb took her hand and led her to the floor, as they stood in front of each other. Listening carefully to the melody, waiting for the next movement which happened in a moment’s time. Caleb pulled Laurel gently to him, their bodies flush against each other. Caleb moved his hand to her waist, placing her hand on his chest, he moved her forward having her follow him as if she were pushing him backward. She looked at him, her eyes wide and slightly startled, by the passionate nature of the movements the dance was evoking. Caleb continued to look in her eyes, smiling warmly at her as she moved to keep up with him. She turned to look at the others around them, Caleb gently turned her face.
“Look at me love, only me. Imagine we are the only people here,” he said to her softly.
He then gently turned her around several times until her back was to him. He placed his arm around her waist placing her left arm about his neck as he gently lifted her off the floor and twirled her around as her gown swirled around them like a billow of smoke. He placed her down and turned her so she was facing him once again. He took her in his arms holding her closer than he ever had, having her place her arm over his shoulder holding her other hand in his placing it in the air, their arms supporting each other. He moved her across the dance floor in an effortless fluid motion. Twirling gracefully, Laurel felt there were times they were not touching the ground. The entire time her eyes never leaving his face as he had asked her. As the rhythm of the melody changed again he released her from his embrace and twirled her around several times again with his arm as he moved forward. He stopped abruptly as the tempo halted for a moment, only a single cymbal could be heard. He slowly bent her backward his hand resting on the small of her back, bringing his face down to her neck as she reached up and grasped the back of his neck for support. He then brought her back up to him quickly, making her catch breath, her eyes opened wide with surprise, as he continued to smile at her lovingly. Taking her in his arms again he repeated the dance by moving her gracefully across the floor. Once more the tempo changed as he placed her hand against his chest and his hand at her waist once more. Only this time she was ready for the next motion and moved with him unresistingly as he moved backward, drawing her with him. Aiden watched them from across the floor and was intrigued by how quickly Laurel was able to follow and adjust to the constant changing of the music’s tempo. Caleb was patient and loving in his direction.
They are really quite distracting, Aiden thought as he grinned watching them. So much so, other couples also noticed them, slowly beginning to stop dancing to watch them move in perfect harmony with each other.
Caleb again twirled Laurel several times until she was facing away from him. Laurel laid her head back against him. Closing her eyes as she placed her arm around his neck, her right arm over his as he placed it tightly around her waist. Caleb turned his face into her neck as he gently lifted her off the floor twirling her about again, the gown giving the illusion that they were enveloped in cloud of deep blue smoke. Caleb placed her gently down and turning Laurel once more to face him, took her in his arms holding her close to him resting his lips against her forehead. They held each other, eyes closed, moving slowly in perfect time with each other as the music’s tempo began to slowly wind down. Moving ever slowly until the music directed them to stop. They stood still for a moment listening to each other’s breathing. It was only until they heard the sound of applause did they open their eyes. Laurel and Caleb were both surprised to find it was for them. Laurel blushed her cheeks blazing. Caleb held her, smiling down at her. He softly kissed her forehead, before taking her hand and leading her off the floor, as she was smiling but overwhelmed by the attention they received.
Laurel could scarcely breathe as they walked together, her heart racing with the exhilaration she felt from the passionate dance.
Where can I buy this fabulous book? Amazon US Amazon UK
A note from the author
The world I have created, comes from the inspiration of both my Scottish heritage and my husband’s Irish descent, with pride and respect for both cultures. The beauty of the Scottish Highlands, as well as the lush rolling meadows of Ireland, serve as a backdrop for the mythical realm of Rienfield. Many of the names of villages and towns that are used are actual names of towns and villages of Scotland and Ireland. They are used in direct correlation for what their rich past made them known for and is applied with loving respect for their history in the story. Many of the names of the characters are Irish, Scottish, or Gaelic, again showing my love and admiration for our heritages. The characters also speak Old Irish, from time to time, referring to it as ‘old speak.’ I hope you will find this as fascinating and beautiful as I did.
You will find the Kingdoms of Gwenlais and Heathwin filled with wonder, danger, adventure, romance, love of family as well as betrayal. The people, races, and beings, will beckon you to return and visit, over and again, sharing in their joys, sorrows, tragedies and triumphs. So my friends, find your comfortable reading place, and immerse yourself in the lives of the warm, courageous, humorous, and sometimes frightening characters, which make up the world of Rienfield.
With warmest regards;
M.T. Magee
Author's newsletter
Lyonesse - a lost city in Arthurian Legend.
Can you hear the church bells ringing?
There once was a kingdom, a beautiful fertile kingdom, which was inhabited by a noble and handsome race. These were good people who loved their God so much that, it is said, they built a staggering 140 churches in which to worship him in. Some say they even built a glorious cathedral. But then one night, the unthinkable happened. The ocean rose and drowned the city, taking her deep into the murky depths, never to be seen again.
I am, of course, taking about Lyonesse and the once beautiful city of Lions.
There is a lovely legend...a man name Trevilian, foresaw the disaster. Seeing the approaching - I guess it was some sort of tsunami - he leapt onto a white horse and raced away from the advancing sea. He took refuge in a cave and watched as the sea calmed his city. The Trevilian coat of arms still bears a horse emerging from the water. It is also worth a mention that Brittany also tells of a lost city and the King, Gradlon, escaping the water on a horse. Maybe it is just a coincidence, maybe not. Nevertheless, the kingdom went by the name of Lyonesse. But how did Lyonesse become associated with Arthurian Legend? Let's take a look...!
Lyonesse and Arthurian Legend.
The 1995 movie, First Knight, starring Richard Gere and Julie Ormond, portrays Guinevere as the ruler of Lyonesse. But the connection with Arthurian Legend, goes way back.
There are many stories of lost cities under the sea...some of the cities have even been found, such as Cleopatra's Palace in Egypt or the Olous in Crete. I guess the most famous of all these lost cities is Atlantis and I don't think anyone has found her yet.
Where was Lyonesse?
It is said that Lyonesse once stood between Land's End and the Isle of Scilly. Now all that is left of that ancient kingdom is a reef known simply as the Seven Stones - a reminder perhaps, of the power of the sea. It is said, that on stormy nights one can still hear the haunting sound of church bells ringing and you can still make out the city walls under the water. At low tide, along the sands of Sampson Flats, the field boundaries of Lyonesse can be made out. Whether this lost kingdom really was called Lyonesse...I think could be debated, but that’s for another day.
Of course, as is often the case, Scotland also claims to have Lyonesse as does Brittany - and who’s to say they are wrong? But for this post I am going to assume that Lyonesse could be found just off the coast of Cornwall.
"Then rose the King and moved his host by night
And ever pushed Sir Mordred, league by league,
Back to the sunset bound of Lyonesse—
A land of old upheaven from the abyss
By fire, to sink into the abyss again;
Where fragments of forgotten peoples dwelt,
And the long mountains ended in a coast
Of ever-shifting sand, and far away
The phantom circle of a moaning sea." Tennyson Idylls of the King
Interestingly, in the early texts of Arthurian Legend there is no mention of a kingdom disappearing under the sea, but then again, there was no mention of Camelot either -- but that's another story.
But as the legend grew, so did the story. When you look at Arthurian Legend as a whole, the land is a fundamental part of the stories. If it were not, then why was Camelot invented? And Lyonesse plays an important part in the legend.
It is said that Sir Tristan came from Lyonesse. At the time of the disaster, he was in Cornwall, at the court of his uncle - King Mark. He watched his father's kingdom be reclaimed by the sea - and there was nothing he could do about it. Maybe things would have been different for Tristan, if Lyonesse had not been so cruelly taken from him. He certainly had his fair share of heartache - if the legend can be believed.
But, whatever the truth, a city was once there and unexpectedly the sea reclaimed it.
There once was a kingdom, a beautiful fertile kingdom, which was inhabited by a noble and handsome race. These were good people who loved their God so much that, it is said, they built a staggering 140 churches in which to worship him in. Some say they even built a glorious cathedral. But then one night, the unthinkable happened. The ocean rose and drowned the city, taking her deep into the murky depths, never to be seen again.
I am, of course, taking about Lyonesse and the once beautiful city of Lions.
There is a lovely legend...a man name Trevilian, foresaw the disaster. Seeing the approaching - I guess it was some sort of tsunami - he leapt onto a white horse and raced away from the advancing sea. He took refuge in a cave and watched as the sea calmed his city. The Trevilian coat of arms still bears a horse emerging from the water. It is also worth a mention that Brittany also tells of a lost city and the King, Gradlon, escaping the water on a horse. Maybe it is just a coincidence, maybe not. Nevertheless, the kingdom went by the name of Lyonesse. But how did Lyonesse become associated with Arthurian Legend? Let's take a look...!
Lyonesse and Arthurian Legend.
The 1995 movie, First Knight, starring Richard Gere and Julie Ormond, portrays Guinevere as the ruler of Lyonesse. But the connection with Arthurian Legend, goes way back.
There are many stories of lost cities under the sea...some of the cities have even been found, such as Cleopatra's Palace in Egypt or the Olous in Crete. I guess the most famous of all these lost cities is Atlantis and I don't think anyone has found her yet.
Where was Lyonesse?
It is said that Lyonesse once stood between Land's End and the Isle of Scilly. Now all that is left of that ancient kingdom is a reef known simply as the Seven Stones - a reminder perhaps, of the power of the sea. It is said, that on stormy nights one can still hear the haunting sound of church bells ringing and you can still make out the city walls under the water. At low tide, along the sands of Sampson Flats, the field boundaries of Lyonesse can be made out. Whether this lost kingdom really was called Lyonesse...I think could be debated, but that’s for another day.
Of course, as is often the case, Scotland also claims to have Lyonesse as does Brittany - and who’s to say they are wrong? But for this post I am going to assume that Lyonesse could be found just off the coast of Cornwall.
"Then rose the King and moved his host by night
And ever pushed Sir Mordred, league by league,
Back to the sunset bound of Lyonesse—
A land of old upheaven from the abyss
By fire, to sink into the abyss again;
Where fragments of forgotten peoples dwelt,
And the long mountains ended in a coast
Of ever-shifting sand, and far away
The phantom circle of a moaning sea." Tennyson Idylls of the King
Interestingly, in the early texts of Arthurian Legend there is no mention of a kingdom disappearing under the sea, but then again, there was no mention of Camelot either -- but that's another story.
But as the legend grew, so did the story. When you look at Arthurian Legend as a whole, the land is a fundamental part of the stories. If it were not, then why was Camelot invented? And Lyonesse plays an important part in the legend.
It is said that Sir Tristan came from Lyonesse. At the time of the disaster, he was in Cornwall, at the court of his uncle - King Mark. He watched his father's kingdom be reclaimed by the sea - and there was nothing he could do about it. Maybe things would have been different for Tristan, if Lyonesse had not been so cruelly taken from him. He certainly had his fair share of heartache - if the legend can be believed.
But, whatever the truth, a city was once there and unexpectedly the sea reclaimed it.
March 25, 2016
Book Release - Jasper - Book Two Of The Tudor Trilogy @tonyriches
Tony Riches, is one of my favorite Historical fiction authors. I had the pleasure of reviewing Owen - Book One Of The Tudor Trilogy last year. I have, like many others, been eagerly awaiting the release of the next book in the series.
Jasper - Book Two Of The Tudor Trilogy.
'Without the heroic Jasper Tudor there could have been no Tudor dynasty.'
Terry Breverton, author, historian and Television Presenter.
'Jasper Tudor was the greatest survivor of the Wars of the Roses. Whilst almost all his contemporaries suffered often brutal and bloody deaths, Jasper persevered against all the odds. That's not to say it was easy, as you will discover...' Nathen Amin, Author of Tudor Wales.
Following the best-selling historical fiction novel OWEN – Book One of The Tudor Trilogy , this is the incredible story, based on actual events, of Owen’s son Jasper Tudor, who changes the history of England forever.
England 1461: The young King Edward of York takes the country by force from King Henry VI of Lancaster. Sir Jasper Tudor, Earl of Pembroke, flees the massacre of his Welsh army at the Battle of Mortimer’s Cross and plans a rebellion to return his half-brother King Henry to the throne.
When King Henry is imprisoned by Edward in the Tower of London and murdered, Jasper escapes to Brittany with his young nephew, Henry Tudor. After the sudden death of King Edward and the mysterious disappearance of his sons, a new king, Edward’s brother Richard III takes the English Throne. With nothing but his wits and charm, Jasper sees his chance to make young Henry Tudor king with a daring and reckless invasion of England.
Set in the often brutal world of fifteenth century England, Wales, Scotland, France, Burgundy and Brittany, during the Wars of the Roses, this fast-paced story is one of courage and adventure, love and belief in the destiny of the Tudors.
Where can I buy this fabulous book? Amazon US Amazon UK
About the author.
Tony Riches is a full time author of best-selling fiction and non-fiction books. He lives by the sea in Pembrokeshire, West Wales with his wife and enjoys sea and river kayaking in his spare time.
For more information about Tony’s other books please visit his popular blog, The Writing Desk and his Wordpress website and find him on Facebook and Twitter @tonyriches.
Jasper - Book Two Of The Tudor Trilogy.
'Without the heroic Jasper Tudor there could have been no Tudor dynasty.'
Terry Breverton, author, historian and Television Presenter.
'Jasper Tudor was the greatest survivor of the Wars of the Roses. Whilst almost all his contemporaries suffered often brutal and bloody deaths, Jasper persevered against all the odds. That's not to say it was easy, as you will discover...' Nathen Amin, Author of Tudor Wales.
Following the best-selling historical fiction novel OWEN – Book One of The Tudor Trilogy , this is the incredible story, based on actual events, of Owen’s son Jasper Tudor, who changes the history of England forever.
England 1461: The young King Edward of York takes the country by force from King Henry VI of Lancaster. Sir Jasper Tudor, Earl of Pembroke, flees the massacre of his Welsh army at the Battle of Mortimer’s Cross and plans a rebellion to return his half-brother King Henry to the throne.
When King Henry is imprisoned by Edward in the Tower of London and murdered, Jasper escapes to Brittany with his young nephew, Henry Tudor. After the sudden death of King Edward and the mysterious disappearance of his sons, a new king, Edward’s brother Richard III takes the English Throne. With nothing but his wits and charm, Jasper sees his chance to make young Henry Tudor king with a daring and reckless invasion of England.
Set in the often brutal world of fifteenth century England, Wales, Scotland, France, Burgundy and Brittany, during the Wars of the Roses, this fast-paced story is one of courage and adventure, love and belief in the destiny of the Tudors.
Where can I buy this fabulous book? Amazon US Amazon UK
About the author.
Tony Riches is a full time author of best-selling fiction and non-fiction books. He lives by the sea in Pembrokeshire, West Wales with his wife and enjoys sea and river kayaking in his spare time. For more information about Tony’s other books please visit his popular blog, The Writing Desk and his Wordpress website and find him on Facebook and Twitter @tonyriches.
Historian, David AC Maile, talks of all things Hereward. @DavidACMaile
Hereward’s claim to fame came as a rebel leader when, armed with a multitude of dissidents, peasants and refugees, he made his stand at Ely against the might of William the Conqueror. The English Crown may have fallen at the Battle of Hastings in 1066 but five years later the impenetrable Isle of Ely in the East Anglian Fenlands was refusing to yield to the ‘Norman Yoke’. Before the drainage of the Fens began in the 17th Century Ely was an island and the surrounding fenland gave it a natural defensive network of flowing rivers, great meres, swamp and bogs and vast swathes of reed beds and Willow trees. Not the kind of terrain that William’s armour-clad knights on horseback could comfortably traverse.
The Gesta Herwardi, written in the early 12thCentury, describes Hereward as a handsome, muscular, troublesome youth, who was exiled from England at the age of 18 and was from that time on known as ‘The Outlaw’.
Recent studies have shed light on his career as a mercenary soldier in Flanders from where it is said he returned around the late summer of 1067 to claim his inheritance after learning of his father’s death.
Over the ensuing three years insurrection broke out across the country - Dover, Exeter, Hereford, Warwick, Durham, York, and Chester and many others were, for the most part, savagely and mercilessly beaten-down and quashed - with thousands upon thousands slaughtered or left to perish in the devastation and ethnic-cleansing that came to be known as the ‘Harrying of the North’.
In 1070 the prelate Lanfranc of Bec came to England and William appointed him Archbishop of Canterbury. Lanfranc immediately set about revamping the English Church. Many Monasteries and Abbey’s experienced English clergy being replaced by French. William had imposed a new governing elite with new laws, a new language and a new Church. Very few English retained their title and land, most were in servitude. Hereward, it appears, took exception to this. He was one of many dispossessed landholders and had close ties with Crowland and Peterborough Abbeys.'And all the folk of the Fenlands came to them thinking they would win all the land.' - Anglo-Saxon Chonicle
On June 2nd 1070, in response to the news that a Norman Abbot named Turold was about to take over, Hereward ‘and his band’ ransacked Peterborough with a Danish ‘Viking’ host led by Earl Osborne and Bishop Christian of Aarhus. They stole gold and silver of great value from a monastery known as the ‘Golden Borough’ because it rivalled Glastonbury and Ely in wealth. They then made their way to the Isle of Ely apparently on the invitation of Abbot Thurstan who feared the same fate for Ely. ‘they did all manner of evil things’ - The Peterborough Chronicle of Hugh Candidus. All the participating rebels were subsequently excommunicated by the Church. To the fanatically pious English Churchmen of the time – where everything that happened, happened by God’s will – Hereward’s raid on Peterborough Abbey was likely viewed as the work of the devil-incarnate. The Danes however soon left with much of the loot, some say bought off by William. Hereward was then joined by a number of prominent English nobles. The Earls of the great northern provinces of Mercia and Northumberland, Edwin and Morcar - who had escaped house arrest under William and ‘fled through woods and fields’- reinforced by the northern land magnate Siward Barn, with the powerful Bishop Athelwine of Durham and ‘many hundreds of men with them’ who fared into Ely by ship. Overall a protracted guerrilla war was fought lasting about a year or so. Hereward is reported to have disguised himself as a fisherman and as a potter in order to spy on William and his army and led countless assaults and forays into the Norman camps that surrounded the Isle. He and his men frequently raided deep into Norfolk no doubt employing shock and awe tactics on Norman and collaborator alike. Burwell was scorched in the process and battles are said to have ensued at Reach, Stuntney and Aldreth. It is supposed that the highly esteemed Norman Sheriff William Malet lost his life fighting against Hereward at Ely. This was a fearsome force of men at large in defiance of the ‘oppressions and humiliations suffered by the English’, as later described by Orderic Vitalis.Whether in desperation or belief, William even employed the services of a witch to cast a spell upon the defendants of Ely, but Hereward and his men burned down the raised platform she stood upon and she fell and broke her neck. William then built a long causeway to try and gain access to the Isle but Hereward and his men fired the combustible peat fen destroying the wooden causeway and routing the heavily armoured Norman knights. Reports of Norman skeletons in their chain-mail being dug out of the surrounding fen were recorded over a hundred years later. ‘he bravely led them out’ - Anglo-Saxon Chronicle. Ely eventually capitulated sometime in the summer of 1071. The Gesta Herwardi states that Abbot Thurstan, who had lost much of Ely’s land to William as punishment, sought to come to terms. William’s army were led through a secret pathway by some monks and the game was up. Hereward and many of his followers are reported to have fled - and it is at this point that history becomes blurred and legend comes more sharply into focus. ‘Last of the English!’
800 years after the Battle of Hastings in 1866 the novelist Charles Kingsley published the romantic epic, ‘Hereward the Wake’– subtitled ‘Last of the English!’ The book about a patriotic hero was unleashed on a Victorian public weaned on the historical novels of Sir Walter Scott and it immediately became staple diet for children of all ages. The popularity of this book, which has never been out of print, is the major reason why we remember Hereward today. The Victorians, ever proud of their heritage and looking for their ‘island story’ held Hereward up as a prototype Englishman full of all those contemporary British virtues of patriotism, gallantry, selflessness and bravery - while the spirit of his famous last stand at Ely was seemingly mirrored in feats of Empire in such far-away places as Rorke’s Drift and Mafeking. Arguments ensue about Hereward’s parentage, descent and his social standing. He has been represented as a champion and a patriot and in children’s books has even met the likes of Dr Who and Catweazle! Recent years have seen a ‘new wave’ of Herewardista’s rise up in the literary world. The works of Paul Kingsnorth, James Wilde, Stewart Binns, James Aitcheson and others has rekindled an interest in Hereward just as it began to fade from the lore of the local folk across the Fenlands - whilst historical research from Professor Elizabeth van Houts from Cambridge University and others has uncovered much evidence to substantiate the writings of 12th Century monks, which were once considered unreliable.
New Wave of ‘Herewardista’s’
If you are new to Hereward there are a whole host of novels to explore. The benchmark will forever be Charles Kingsley’s Hereward the Wake - but in recent years a new wave of ‘Herewardista’s’ have emerged, proving to be the vanguard of the attack to re-launch Hereward into popular culture! Author Stewart Binns draws parallels between Hereward and William Wallace when talking about his book Conquest in an interview on Youtube.
The storyline is told by a certain Godwin of Ely on his deathbed in the heart of the capital of the Byzantine Empire, Constantinople. Godwin relates to his listeners how Hereward fights at the Battle of Hastings and gets crushed by a horse at the very moment King Harold comes under attack, leaving Hereward’s followers with a dilemma of who to help first. Hereward’s plight fostering Harold’s death foreshadows the calamity of the English resistance that was to follow. The vivid images regaled by Stewart throughout bear testimony to his work as a television documentary producer. 
James Aitcheson’s Knights of the Hawk is told from the point of view of Tancred, a Norman Knight, who becomes instrumental in the victory over the English at Ely in the Autumn of 1071. Where Binns has Hereward travelling far and wide Aitcheson’s Hereward becomes a target in the marsh. ‘Destroy him and many of the others will lose belief’, exclaims Tancred to his fellow knights as the hunt for Hereward’s head begins. Aitcheson’s angle as the English as ‘the other’ makes for a refreshing read and his knowledge on Anglo-Norman England is clearly evident.
If there is one person who should take the larger slice of the credit for significantly bringing Hereward out of shadowy obscurity and into the glimmering light of the public eye during the course of this decade it has to be the charismatic ‘man of Mercia’, James Wilde. In true Hereward style as a man of many guises James Wilde is the pen name of author, BBC screenwriter and journalist Mark Chadbourne. Perhaps the key to James’ success with Hereward has been in the planning of a whole series, as well as a number of off-shoots. This has given the Hereward story the time and space to evolve and develop more fully in the reader’s imagination. Accompanied by the most defining image of Hereward since Henry Courtney Selous illustrated Kingsley’s epic in 1870, Wilde releases his sixth instalment of the saga The Bloody Crown in July. 
As works of art go, Paul Kingsnorth’s The Wake takes some beating, as proven by being the winner of the Gordon Burn Prize in 2014 and The Bookseller Industry ‘Book of the Year’ award. It has been heralded far and wide as ‘a literary triumph’ for Kingsnorth writes his offering in what he calls ‘a shadow tongue’, a language ‘intended to convey the feeling’ of Old English through borrowed vocabulary and syntax. As a paradox to the merits of the novel ‘fuccan’ ‘scit’ were my two favourite words invented by Kingsnorth, although his use of the disputed appellation ‘the Wake’ met with my admiration the most. Based in the Fens you can feel the damp rising through your bones as you read this masterpiece. I am in the process of setting up a community project, the ‘WakeHereward’ Project, in order to raise the profile of the ‘forgotten hero’ of the Fenlands. Please visit my Twitter page for further information @WakeHereward
Reference The images of Hereward are by Henry Courtney Selous (1870).
March 24, 2016
The Du Lac Chronicles - a Labour of Love.
Those of you who are regular readers to my blog will know that on a Wednesday I open the blog up to other historical / mythological writers to discuss their inspiration behind their books. I have just realised, that I have never done this for my book!! So today, I thought I would rectify this situation and tell you about my inspirations behind my YA novel, The Du Lac Chronicles. Enjoy...
If all you had left was your heart, would you give it to your enemy?
A generation after Arthur Pendragon ruled, Briton lies fragmented into warring kingdoms. The powerful Saxon King, Cerdic of Wessex, spent the last twenty years hunting down Arthur’s noble knights. Alden du Lac, the once king of Cerniw and son of Lancelot, has nothing. Betrayed by Cerdic, Alden’s kingdom lies in rubble. Annis, daughter of King Cerdic of Wessex, has been secretly in love with Alden for what seems like forever. She will not stand by and see him die. She defies father, king, and country to save the man she loves from her father’s dungeons. Alden and Annis flee Wessex together.
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There is something very appealing about chivalry and honour. It is no surprise that the stories of King Arthur and his knights have etched their way into the hearts of a nation. They certainly found their way into my heart at a very early age. Their stories were part of my childhood – growing up very near Glastonbury, I guess that is not really surprising.
Glastonbury Tor
However, I always felt slightly deflated by the ending of Arthur’s story. There is a terrible battle at Camlann where Arthur is mortally wounded. He is whisked away to Avalon and that is the last that we hear of him. Likewise, his knights if they have not already been killed, tend to end their days as hermits. I never really bought into that ending. It was just too final and far too vague.
I started to research the era and was fascinated with what I learnt. In particular I became very interested in a Saxon called Cerdic. In AD 519, Cerdic of Wessex - according to The Anglo-Saxon Chronicles – became the first West-Saxon King of Britain. His journey to being crowned is quite extraordinary. He landed in Hampshire at the end of the fifth Century. He and his son, raged war across the Southern kingdoms of England – conquered most of them, and brought a sort of unity to the south that had not been seen since the Roman era.
But here is where it got interesting for me. Cerdic’s exploits and Arthur’s legendary legacy became entwined. Some say the their armies once met at Badon Hill. I wanted to explore this possibility some more, and this is where my inspiration for The Du Lac Chronicles came from.
The Du Lac Chronicles is set a generation after the fall of King Arthur and I wanted to create a story where the knights did not end up in monasteries and then disappeared into the shadows of history. I wanted to write about what happened after Arthur died. In particular, I wanted to write about the changing ‘Saxon’ world that these knights now found themselves in.
The Du Lac Chronicles follows - through the eyes of Lancelot du Lac’s sons - Cerdic of Wessex’s campaign to become High King. The world the du Lac’s had known was to be changed forever by this one man’s determination to enslave the kingdoms under the Saxon yolk. In my story these men, these knights, do not die easily and they certainly do not become hermits!
Where can I buy this knightly book?
Amazon USAmazon UK
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If all you had left was your heart, would you give it to your enemy?
A generation after Arthur Pendragon ruled, Briton lies fragmented into warring kingdoms. The powerful Saxon King, Cerdic of Wessex, spent the last twenty years hunting down Arthur’s noble knights. Alden du Lac, the once king of Cerniw and son of Lancelot, has nothing. Betrayed by Cerdic, Alden’s kingdom lies in rubble. Annis, daughter of King Cerdic of Wessex, has been secretly in love with Alden for what seems like forever. She will not stand by and see him die. She defies father, king, and country to save the man she loves from her father’s dungeons. Alden and Annis flee Wessex together.
***
There is something very appealing about chivalry and honour. It is no surprise that the stories of King Arthur and his knights have etched their way into the hearts of a nation. They certainly found their way into my heart at a very early age. Their stories were part of my childhood – growing up very near Glastonbury, I guess that is not really surprising.
Glastonbury TorHowever, I always felt slightly deflated by the ending of Arthur’s story. There is a terrible battle at Camlann where Arthur is mortally wounded. He is whisked away to Avalon and that is the last that we hear of him. Likewise, his knights if they have not already been killed, tend to end their days as hermits. I never really bought into that ending. It was just too final and far too vague.
I started to research the era and was fascinated with what I learnt. In particular I became very interested in a Saxon called Cerdic. In AD 519, Cerdic of Wessex - according to The Anglo-Saxon Chronicles – became the first West-Saxon King of Britain. His journey to being crowned is quite extraordinary. He landed in Hampshire at the end of the fifth Century. He and his son, raged war across the Southern kingdoms of England – conquered most of them, and brought a sort of unity to the south that had not been seen since the Roman era.
But here is where it got interesting for me. Cerdic’s exploits and Arthur’s legendary legacy became entwined. Some say the their armies once met at Badon Hill. I wanted to explore this possibility some more, and this is where my inspiration for The Du Lac Chronicles came from.The Du Lac Chronicles is set a generation after the fall of King Arthur and I wanted to create a story where the knights did not end up in monasteries and then disappeared into the shadows of history. I wanted to write about what happened after Arthur died. In particular, I wanted to write about the changing ‘Saxon’ world that these knights now found themselves in.
The Du Lac Chronicles follows - through the eyes of Lancelot du Lac’s sons - Cerdic of Wessex’s campaign to become High King. The world the du Lac’s had known was to be changed forever by this one man’s determination to enslave the kingdoms under the Saxon yolk. In my story these men, these knights, do not die easily and they certainly do not become hermits!
Where can I buy this knightly book?
Amazon USAmazon UK
Be sure to pop over to...Facebook and say hello! https://www.facebook.com/maryanneyard... can find me on Twitter too! @maryanneyarde
New Release - Hunting the Eagles #hisfic @BenKaneAuthor
I am very excited to announce the latest release from historical fiction author, Ben Kane. I had an ARC of this book and I Highly Recommend it, you can read my review here. Why not check it out today!
AN ARMY DEFEATED
AD 14: Five long years have passed since the annihilation of three legions in the wilds of Germania. Although the bones of 15,000 soldiers now moulder in the Teutoburg Forest, not all the Romans were slain in the bloody ambush.
A CENTURION OUT FOR VENGEANCE
Demoted, battle-scarred and hell-bent on revenge, Centurion Tullus and his legionaries begin their fightback. Ranged against them is the charismatic chieftan Arminius, who is gathering thousands of hostile tribesmen, and determined to crush the Romans for a second time.
AN EAGLE RECOVERED
The eagle belonging to Tullus' old legion is still in enemy hands, but as the Romans' reprisals take their army deep into German tribal lands, he remains convinced that it is within reach. But Arminius and his warriors are perilously close. As battle begins, Tullus and his comrades know they must fight as never before - just to stay alive..
Where can I buy this fabulous book? Amazon US Amazon UK
About the author
Kenya born, Irish by blood and UK resident, Ben Kane’s passion for history has taken him to more than 60 countries, and all 7 continents. During his travels and subsequent research, including walking hundreds of miles in complete Roman military gear, he has learned much about the Romans and the way they lived. Seven of his nine novels have been Sunday Times top ten bestsellers, and his books are published in twelve languages. He lives in Somerset with his wife and children, where he writes full time.
Ben Kane was born in Kenya and raised there and in Ireland. He studied veterinary medicine at University College Dublin, but after that he travelled the world extensively, indulging his passion for ancient history. Having visited more than 60 countries and all 7 continents, he now lives in North Somerset with his wife and family.
He has been a full time writer since late 2008, and has loved almost every moment of that time. Apart from all things Roman, Ben loves military history of any type. Basically, if a book features men with guns and/or swords, he’ll read it. Other interests include rugby, walking, and beer. If an afternoon can include all three, it’s bound to be perfect.
Ben is also lucky enough to be the Treasurer of the newly founded Historical Writers’ Association.
AN ARMY DEFEATED
AD 14: Five long years have passed since the annihilation of three legions in the wilds of Germania. Although the bones of 15,000 soldiers now moulder in the Teutoburg Forest, not all the Romans were slain in the bloody ambush.
A CENTURION OUT FOR VENGEANCE
Demoted, battle-scarred and hell-bent on revenge, Centurion Tullus and his legionaries begin their fightback. Ranged against them is the charismatic chieftan Arminius, who is gathering thousands of hostile tribesmen, and determined to crush the Romans for a second time.
AN EAGLE RECOVERED
The eagle belonging to Tullus' old legion is still in enemy hands, but as the Romans' reprisals take their army deep into German tribal lands, he remains convinced that it is within reach. But Arminius and his warriors are perilously close. As battle begins, Tullus and his comrades know they must fight as never before - just to stay alive..
Where can I buy this fabulous book? Amazon US Amazon UK
About the author
Kenya born, Irish by blood and UK resident, Ben Kane’s passion for history has taken him to more than 60 countries, and all 7 continents. During his travels and subsequent research, including walking hundreds of miles in complete Roman military gear, he has learned much about the Romans and the way they lived. Seven of his nine novels have been Sunday Times top ten bestsellers, and his books are published in twelve languages. He lives in Somerset with his wife and children, where he writes full time.Ben Kane was born in Kenya and raised there and in Ireland. He studied veterinary medicine at University College Dublin, but after that he travelled the world extensively, indulging his passion for ancient history. Having visited more than 60 countries and all 7 continents, he now lives in North Somerset with his wife and family.
He has been a full time writer since late 2008, and has loved almost every moment of that time. Apart from all things Roman, Ben loves military history of any type. Basically, if a book features men with guns and/or swords, he’ll read it. Other interests include rugby, walking, and beer. If an afternoon can include all three, it’s bound to be perfect.
Ben is also lucky enough to be the Treasurer of the newly founded Historical Writers’ Association.
March 22, 2016
Guest Post - "Author's Inspirations" Eric Schumacher @DarkAgeScribe
Today I welcome fellow author, Eric Schumacher to my blog to talk about the inspirations behind his latest book, God's Hammer.
It is 935 A.D. and the North is in turmoil. King Harald Fairhair has died, leaving the High Seat of the realm to his murderous son, Erik Bloodaxe. To solidify his claim, Erik ruthlessly disposes of all claimants to his throne save one: his youngest brother Hakon. Erik's surviving enemies send a ship to Wessex, where Hakon is being fostered in the Christian court of King Athelstan. Unable to avoid his fate, Hakon returns to the Viking North to face his brother and claim his birthright. Armed with his dream of becoming the first Christian king of his father's realm, yet confronted with the limitations of his youth and the hostility of the Northmen he would rule, Hakon soon learns that victory might come only by sacrificing that which he holds most dear.
***
How much would you sacrifice to rule a kingdom?
That is the central question that Hakon Haraldsson must answer in God’s Hammer. It is not an atypical question for the Dark Ages. There are countless stories of warlords and kings dying in their pursuit of the throne, or dying to protect it. Yet Hakon’s story stuck a cord with me because Hakon was not the typical Viking leader.
According to Heimskringla (Snorre Sturlason’s “The Lives of the Norse Kings”), Hakon Haraldsson was born around 920 A.D in the west of modern day Norway, the youngest son of an aging Harald Fairhair, who at that time was the most powerful king in the North. Hakon’s mother, Thora Mostertang, was a “servant-maid” of good lineage, though it is unclear whether she was ever married to Harald. When Hakon was roughly eight years old, his father sent him to be fostered in the Wessex court of King Athelstan, who ruled most of what was becoming England. While fostering was commonplace among nobility, just why Hakon was sent there and not to another nobleman’s home in the North is a mystery. It is also unclear why Athelstan would accept to foster a bastard, if indeed Hakon was a bastard child. Regardless, King Athelstan did accept the responsibility and raised Hakon in the Christian faith.
Before King Harald died, he gave the High Seat of the realm to his son Erik. In the sagas he is called Erik Bloodaxe, and by all accounts, he lived up to his name. In short order, Erik killed off two of his brothers to secure his grip on the realm. Fearing for their safety, Erik’s enemies sent for Hakon, the only remaining brother with any claim to the High Seat. This much we know from historical texts.
Even if marginally true, Hakon’s story has so many of the elements of the great sagas – intrigue, bloodlust, fratricide, sibling warfare, religious fervor – yet is also filled with unanswered questions. How could a Christian boy gain enough support to rival his brother? Who supported him in his efforts and why? What did he have to sacrifice to succeed? The historical texts provide few answers, which gave me the opportunity to dream up a plausible reality.
I won’t spoil the ending, but I will say this: Hakon’s story is the tale of kings and armies, chieftains and battles, Christians and “pagans” – the gritty stuff of legend and truth as seen from the eyes of a boy who would be king. Yet God’s Hammer is just the beginning of Hakon’s journey.
Where can I buy this fabulous book?
Amazon US Amazon UK
About the author.
Eric Schumacher was born and raised in Los Angeles with an inexplicable passion for Dark Age history and writing. As a 20-year veteran of PR, marketing and copywriting, Eric has told the story of numerous companies, products and individuals. God's Hammer is his first novel. For more information on his recent endeavors, follow him at @DarkAgeScribe or here: http://amzn.to/20TAJUG.
It is 935 A.D. and the North is in turmoil. King Harald Fairhair has died, leaving the High Seat of the realm to his murderous son, Erik Bloodaxe. To solidify his claim, Erik ruthlessly disposes of all claimants to his throne save one: his youngest brother Hakon. Erik's surviving enemies send a ship to Wessex, where Hakon is being fostered in the Christian court of King Athelstan. Unable to avoid his fate, Hakon returns to the Viking North to face his brother and claim his birthright. Armed with his dream of becoming the first Christian king of his father's realm, yet confronted with the limitations of his youth and the hostility of the Northmen he would rule, Hakon soon learns that victory might come only by sacrificing that which he holds most dear.
***
How much would you sacrifice to rule a kingdom?
That is the central question that Hakon Haraldsson must answer in God’s Hammer. It is not an atypical question for the Dark Ages. There are countless stories of warlords and kings dying in their pursuit of the throne, or dying to protect it. Yet Hakon’s story stuck a cord with me because Hakon was not the typical Viking leader.
According to Heimskringla (Snorre Sturlason’s “The Lives of the Norse Kings”), Hakon Haraldsson was born around 920 A.D in the west of modern day Norway, the youngest son of an aging Harald Fairhair, who at that time was the most powerful king in the North. Hakon’s mother, Thora Mostertang, was a “servant-maid” of good lineage, though it is unclear whether she was ever married to Harald. When Hakon was roughly eight years old, his father sent him to be fostered in the Wessex court of King Athelstan, who ruled most of what was becoming England. While fostering was commonplace among nobility, just why Hakon was sent there and not to another nobleman’s home in the North is a mystery. It is also unclear why Athelstan would accept to foster a bastard, if indeed Hakon was a bastard child. Regardless, King Athelstan did accept the responsibility and raised Hakon in the Christian faith.
Before King Harald died, he gave the High Seat of the realm to his son Erik. In the sagas he is called Erik Bloodaxe, and by all accounts, he lived up to his name. In short order, Erik killed off two of his brothers to secure his grip on the realm. Fearing for their safety, Erik’s enemies sent for Hakon, the only remaining brother with any claim to the High Seat. This much we know from historical texts.
Even if marginally true, Hakon’s story has so many of the elements of the great sagas – intrigue, bloodlust, fratricide, sibling warfare, religious fervor – yet is also filled with unanswered questions. How could a Christian boy gain enough support to rival his brother? Who supported him in his efforts and why? What did he have to sacrifice to succeed? The historical texts provide few answers, which gave me the opportunity to dream up a plausible reality.
I won’t spoil the ending, but I will say this: Hakon’s story is the tale of kings and armies, chieftains and battles, Christians and “pagans” – the gritty stuff of legend and truth as seen from the eyes of a boy who would be king. Yet God’s Hammer is just the beginning of Hakon’s journey.
Where can I buy this fabulous book?
Amazon US Amazon UK
About the author.
Eric Schumacher was born and raised in Los Angeles with an inexplicable passion for Dark Age history and writing. As a 20-year veteran of PR, marketing and copywriting, Eric has told the story of numerous companies, products and individuals. God's Hammer is his first novel. For more information on his recent endeavors, follow him at @DarkAgeScribe or here: http://amzn.to/20TAJUG.
Traitor Knight by Keith.W.Willis #BookReview #amreading @kilbourneknight
"Oh, why hadn't she just let the dragon eat her back when she'd had the chance? It would have made everything so much simpler."
I had the pleasure of reviewing the historical fantasy Traitor Knight by Keith.W.Willis
What's the story?
When Morgan McRobbie rescues a damsel-in-distress from a dragon, he expects she’ll swoon, murmuring “My hero!” Instead, Marissa has only loathing for the man everyone believes will betray Kilbourne. That’s fine with Morgan. A woman in his life would just complicate things.
A high-level informer threatens the kingdom’s security, and Morgan is out to stop him. Posing as a turncoat himself, he’s walking a fine line between honor and betrayal. A single misstep could result in disaster, and his mission is fraught with distractions: the pesky dragon, a pair of conniving courtiers, and the disillusioned damsel who’s certain Morgan can’t be trusted.
If Morgan’s going to save the kingdom, win the girl, and manage to stay alive, he’ll need to step up his game. Because the traitor is lurking in the shadows, and his scheme calls not just for the betrayal of Kilbourne, but also the destruction of Morgan McRobbie.
What did I think of the story?"Amazing, simply amazing," the king said again. "This shall have to go down in song, you realize?"
"As long as I don't have to attempt the singing of it," Morgan replied.
The book open with a ferocious dragon, who's plans are thwarted - not so much by the brave heroic knight who is intent on rescuing the maiden - but by a bad, and appallingly timed case, of the hiccups.
And if that does not get your fingers twitching to turn the pages of this book, then I don't know what will!
This book was so much fun, I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. The protagonist, Morgan McRobbie - the commander of the Kilbourne Military - is everything a fine commander should be – Brave. Loyal to a fault. Honest. With a dubious reputation? Hopeless romantic ( and I mean hopeless). Traitor...okay so he is a complex character, with one or two issues to work through. But for what it is worth - I really liked him!
Lady Marissa, is just great fun. She isn’t one of those maiden's who is prone to a fainting fits when a spider runs across the room - she bravely faces down a dragon, a network of spies, Morgan and her cat! Of all the characters in this book, I think she made me laugh out loud the most. She was so much fun to read about and boy, as a love interest she was more than a match for Morgan! I even felt sorry for him on occasions - because ouch, that must have hurt!
Through out the story there is a 'real' traitor in the bosom of the court, whose secrets are as dark as his plots. But thankfully, The Watch (a police force) knows how to deal with men like him - if only the scoundrels would stop escaping from their dungeons, they would have everything in hand.
I would like to congratulate Willis on the very believable world he created -think medieval England meets fairy-tale. I soon felt at home there. All of the characters in this book had flesh on them - their individuality shone through. There was plenty of action, romance, suspense, a murder or two, a chase across the roof tops and a dragon - did I mention a dragon?
All in all, a really enjoyable read. I Highly Recommend.
Where can I buy this fabulous book?
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About the author.
Keith W. Willis graduated (long ago) from Berry College with a degree in English Lit. He now lives in the scenic Hudson Valley/Adirondack region of NY with his wife Patty. They have one grown son, Matt, who actually thinks it’s pretty cool that Dad wrote a book.
Keith’s interests include camping, canoeing, and Scrabble. Keith began writing seriously in 2008, when the voices in his head got too annoying to ignore. When he’s not making up stories he manages a group of database content editors at a global information technology firm. TRAITOR KNIGHT is his first published novel.
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I had the pleasure of reviewing the historical fantasy Traitor Knight by Keith.W.Willis
What's the story?
When Morgan McRobbie rescues a damsel-in-distress from a dragon, he expects she’ll swoon, murmuring “My hero!” Instead, Marissa has only loathing for the man everyone believes will betray Kilbourne. That’s fine with Morgan. A woman in his life would just complicate things. A high-level informer threatens the kingdom’s security, and Morgan is out to stop him. Posing as a turncoat himself, he’s walking a fine line between honor and betrayal. A single misstep could result in disaster, and his mission is fraught with distractions: the pesky dragon, a pair of conniving courtiers, and the disillusioned damsel who’s certain Morgan can’t be trusted.
If Morgan’s going to save the kingdom, win the girl, and manage to stay alive, he’ll need to step up his game. Because the traitor is lurking in the shadows, and his scheme calls not just for the betrayal of Kilbourne, but also the destruction of Morgan McRobbie.
What did I think of the story?"Amazing, simply amazing," the king said again. "This shall have to go down in song, you realize?"
"As long as I don't have to attempt the singing of it," Morgan replied.
The book open with a ferocious dragon, who's plans are thwarted - not so much by the brave heroic knight who is intent on rescuing the maiden - but by a bad, and appallingly timed case, of the hiccups.
And if that does not get your fingers twitching to turn the pages of this book, then I don't know what will!
This book was so much fun, I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. The protagonist, Morgan McRobbie - the commander of the Kilbourne Military - is everything a fine commander should be – Brave. Loyal to a fault. Honest. With a dubious reputation? Hopeless romantic ( and I mean hopeless). Traitor...okay so he is a complex character, with one or two issues to work through. But for what it is worth - I really liked him!
Lady Marissa, is just great fun. She isn’t one of those maiden's who is prone to a fainting fits when a spider runs across the room - she bravely faces down a dragon, a network of spies, Morgan and her cat! Of all the characters in this book, I think she made me laugh out loud the most. She was so much fun to read about and boy, as a love interest she was more than a match for Morgan! I even felt sorry for him on occasions - because ouch, that must have hurt!
Through out the story there is a 'real' traitor in the bosom of the court, whose secrets are as dark as his plots. But thankfully, The Watch (a police force) knows how to deal with men like him - if only the scoundrels would stop escaping from their dungeons, they would have everything in hand.
I would like to congratulate Willis on the very believable world he created -think medieval England meets fairy-tale. I soon felt at home there. All of the characters in this book had flesh on them - their individuality shone through. There was plenty of action, romance, suspense, a murder or two, a chase across the roof tops and a dragon - did I mention a dragon?
All in all, a really enjoyable read. I Highly Recommend.
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About the author.
Keith W. Willis graduated (long ago) from Berry College with a degree in English Lit. He now lives in the scenic Hudson Valley/Adirondack region of NY with his wife Patty. They have one grown son, Matt, who actually thinks it’s pretty cool that Dad wrote a book.Keith’s interests include camping, canoeing, and Scrabble. Keith began writing seriously in 2008, when the voices in his head got too annoying to ignore. When he’s not making up stories he manages a group of database content editors at a global information technology firm. TRAITOR KNIGHT is his first published novel.
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