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Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Sneak Peek at Lisa J. Yarde's The Legend Rises
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A moment in Gwenllian's life...
He bowed before her. “Then, until my return, fair Gwenllian.”
“I’ll await you, my lord.” She bobbed her head.
His hands did not seek out hers again. He did not admonish her to guide or watch over the children. She knew his expectations, as he must have perceived her concern for Rhys. She kept the fear roiling in her gut at bay, while he stayed silent about his personal hopes for a pledge from her father. Neither of them repeated the ardent promises of love whispered in their bower the previous night. Words alone would not convey their angst and sorrow at this separation. She clutched the heather close to her bosom. With a grunt, Gruffydd left her and mounted his horse. Cantering his roan mare out of the clearing, he did not look back.
Lisa J. Yarde writes fiction inspired by the Middle Ages in Europe. She is the author of four historical novels set in medieval England and France, and thirteenth-century Spain. Born in Barbados, Lisa currently lives in New York City. She is also an avid blogger and moderates at Unusual Historicals. She is also a regular contributor at Historical Novel Reviews and History and Women. Her personal blog is The Brooklyn Scribbler. Learn more about Lisa and her writing at the website www.lisajyarde.com. Follow her on Twitter or become a Facebook fan.
He bowed before her. “Then, until my return, fair Gwenllian.”
“I’ll await you, my lord.” She bobbed her head.
His hands did not seek out hers again. He did not admonish her to guide or watch over the children. She knew his expectations, as he must have perceived her concern for Rhys. She kept the fear roiling in her gut at bay, while he stayed silent about his personal hopes for a pledge from her father. Neither of them repeated the ardent promises of love whispered in their bower the previous night. Words alone would not convey their angst and sorrow at this separation. She clutched the heather close to her bosom. With a grunt, Gruffydd left her and mounted his horse. Cantering his roan mare out of the clearing, he did not look back.
Lisa J. Yarde writes fiction inspired by the Middle Ages in Europe. She is the author of four historical novels set in medieval England and France, and thirteenth-century Spain. Born in Barbados, Lisa currently lives in New York City. She is also an avid blogger and moderates at Unusual Historicals. She is also a regular contributor at Historical Novel Reviews and History and Women. Her personal blog is The Brooklyn Scribbler. Learn more about Lisa and her writing at the website www.lisajyarde.com. Follow her on Twitter or become a Facebook fan.
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This looks like it will be very exciting...and I look forward to reading!
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