Monday, November 30, 2015

Medieval Monday: Mary Morgan and Dragon Knight's Axe: First Encounters

Today's Medieval Monday wraps up November's theme: First Encounters. It's my pleasure to welcome my friend and fellow TWRP Rose, Mary Morgan, as she shows us the first time her medieval hero, Alastair, meets her modern heroine, Fiona, who awakens one day to find herself in a different time.
 
Blurb
Battled scarred, Dragon Knight, Alastair MacKay, has fled to the seas to separate himself from his powers that are connected to the land. Yet, when he rescues a woman from a slave trader in Ireland, he steps back inadvertently into a world filled with magic—taking on the role of protector and leading him on a journey to confront his greatest fears.

 Research assistant, Fiona O’Quinlan loves translating ancient artifacts at Trinity College. When she falls asleep on an archeological dig, she awakens in another time. She soon discovers a Dragon Knight’s relic has been entrusted into her care. Determined to return the artifact to the Great Glen, Fiona is unprepared for the danger ahead—losing her heart and soul to Alastair “Beast” MacKay.

 Will their love be strong enough to soothe the beast and heal the man? Or will Death swing its axe, leaving them lost for all eternity?

Excerpt:

The closer he came, the more Fiona began to tremble. His face bore a deep crescent scar from his left eyebrow down below his cheek. This giant was a demon, and some actually crossed themselves as he passed them.

When he reached the platform, he narrowed his eyes and glared at the two men by her side. They instantly stepped away. As with everyone else, he was no different. He looked her up and down, though when he gazed into her eyes for a moment, Fiona saw confusion.

 The demon spoke. “How much do ye want, Robert?”

 “Ye cannot have her.” He spit onto the ground in front of the man.

 The monster’s voice remained deadly calm. “And why would that be?”

 “Ye have nothing to offer.”

 Fiona saw the shift of color in the demon’s green eyes. It was enough for the man called Robert to back away.

 “I dinnae want any trouble.”

 The giant leaned his head down. “Would ye take these?” He pulled out a small pouch and opened it. Pulling out several stones, he held them aloft. “Amber from the Northmen’s homeland.”

 Robert’s eyes went wide, but then he crossed his arms. “I will take the lot and a barrel of your whisky.”

 The man arched a brow. “How do ye ken I have whisky?”

 “Do ye take me for a fool, MacKay?”

 “Nae, Robert, but only foolish if ye do not take my offer of ten stones and one barrel.”

 The moments stretched out between the two men, and Fiona’s heart pounded in her chest. She was being traded for amber stones and a damn barrel of whisky.

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5 comments:

  1. Welcome Mary. So glad you're here with your delicious hero and lovely heroine.

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  2. Thanks so much, Barbara! So happy to be here on your gorgeous blog!

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  3. Great excerpt, Mary. I think your heroine is a bit perturbed. :)

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    1. Ha, Angelina! So true :) Thanks for stopping by.

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    2. She definitely is, Angelina! I loved her "spunk" in this story. Thanks for visiting. :)

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