Medieval Monday with Barbara Bettis

                                          Medieval Monday

                                                 week #8

I'm welcoming award-winning author Barbara Bettis to this week's Medieval Monday round. She's offering a snippet from her book, A Winter Knight, and you're going to love it!

You can find my snippet from The Prince's Highland Bride on her blog here:
http://www.barbarabettis.com

He’s running from his past; she’s running from her future. But on a snowy
winter night, they find each other and the surprising gift of love.


Blurb:
Sir Nicholas has given up on marriage. These days he’s content to captain his friend’s troops and avoid entanglements—until one winter night when he rescues a half-frozen woman from a snowstorm. Her irrepressible spirit and kindness to others reminds him that all ladies aren’t like his former intended, who wed his brother while Nick was on crusade. But he can’t open his heart to Lady Clare. She’s bound to another, and Nick won’t forfeit his honor. Even if she were free, he has nothing to offer but love, and this lady deserves everything.

Lady Clare’s dying grandfather has arranged her betrothal, but the arrival of the man she’s to wed sends her fleeing into a snowstorm. Injured when her horse stumbles, she’s rescued by a mysterious knight. She recovers at his run-down manor, safe at last—until her betrothed tracks her down two days before Christmas. Trapped at home with the wedding imminent, she longs for the winter knight she’s come to love.

​Only a miracle can bring Clare and Nick together. But at Christmas, anything is possible

Snippet:

Only a reminder of snow lingered now. No longer falling as ice pellets, flakes sauntered in dips and turns through the air, settling on surfaces with deceptive grace. The clouds had chugged on, leaving a three-quarter moon to sparkle down on the glazed landscape.
Nicholas had about decided he’d missed the lady, or there’d never been one in distress. The mare might have wandered away from a party which had moved on and were now snug and safe by a friendly blaze. Where he’d like to be.
Then Solomon side-stepped and whinnied. Nicholas pulled on the reins, reached forward, and patted the gelding’s neck. “What is it boy?” The mount tossed his head.
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What has Solomon’s attention? See next week at Jenna Jaxon’s: http://jennajaxon.wordpress.com
And for last week’s installment, see Judith Sterling: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/
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