Good Morning! Welcome to the Spring 2021 Medieval Monday blog hop! The hop is our usual format: the first week on my blog I posted an excerpt from my book, then afterwards, I’ll post another Medieval Monday author’s excerpt and they will post mine, plus a link where you can find excerpts from all the authors via Medieval Romance Lovers.
Our theme for the Spring is First Kiss and throughout I’ll be sharing an excerpt from my medieval romance Betrayal, book 2 of Time Enough to Love. In this book, Alyse, the heroine, has just received the news that her betrothed lord, Sir Geoffrey Longford, has married another. As Alyse and Geoffrey had already been intimate, she is in rather a predicament. Follow my snippets of Betrayal at my guest’s blog site.
Week 3’s excerpt is from Bambi Lynn’s medieval romance,
The Knight in Rusty Armor.
Allys Stone would risk repute as a ruined woman to gain control of her life. Thorin Svenson would battle the most skilled knights in the realm to win her. Theirs is a love story of fairy tales and wild passion, a battle of wills as well as brawn.
Allys wants to choose her own husband, one who loves life and laughter as much as she does. One who considers her a partner instead of a possession. She has never had any choice but to live by her father’s decisions, and now he’s offering her as grand prize in a tournament.
Thorin must win the hand of a nobleman’s daughter to regain the wealth and position of his family. Consumed by guilt, he will risk his very life to win. Not even her attempts to sabotage his victory will get in his way.
EXCERPT FOR WEEK #3:
Once again he looked around at the faces hungry for blood and violence. He lowered his fist, ashamed that he had almost used his bare hands in battle.
“You are not fit to call yourself knight,” he said. He shoved the man back to the ground where he sat with his arms covering his face.
Allys stood leaning against the rail at the perimeter of the dais. Debray stood protectively at her side.
Thorin retrieved the lady’s favor from the ground. Leaving his horse for Hasheem to fetch, he marched over to stand before her.
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