Medieval Monday, autumn-style

WEEK 9

Another week of Medieval Monday!

Check out Medieval Romance Lovers as we share in the fall theme of "Nature" in our excerpts from our medieval stories. You’ll see weekly snippets each Monday on our blogs. And since I live in New England, home to memorable fall foliage, I will continue to try to post some photos! This week, though, is a map from my book. The trilogy spans across northern England, the Highlands, and west to the isles.

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This week’s snippet…

Set-up:

Domhnall is a Seer who descends from powerful Ancients with mystical abilities. He suffers from terrible visions of the Sight, an affliction that comes with each touch, except with Rosalie. He is taking Rosalie on a stroll through the village. They come upon the loch shore and he suggests they collect pebbles for her necklace-making. Rosalie is a crafter and fortune-teller, scrimping to make ends meet and support her uncle and aunt, but she is also on the run from a vengeful noblewoman not pleased with her readings. She tells lies for a living. Domhnall believes her to be a true seer.

This week’s snippet…

Her visions. His visions. Did he believe her? Yes. “You think she’s behind your attack? The drink was indeed tainted? She infiltrated the castle help?”

She shrugged. “Who else would it be? I doubt your thieves have any interest in harming me.”

He mulled over the idea for a long moment. The thieves—clearly the MacDougalls—would have no reason to harm Rosalie or Oswell. Perhaps he had two sets of evildoers on his hands.

“I should’ve told you sooner.”

“Aye.” He needed to hit the problem head-on.

Uproot all the miscreants, let them see justice. Keep Rosalie safe. “Do you think she was behind Oswell’s assault, too?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. He was robbed. Lady Brantingham wouldn’t have done that. She prefers to send messages in other ways.”

“You think she is capable of…murder?”

“Very. I know too much about her.”

Stay Tuned….