Monday, June 8, 2020

Medieval Monday with Barbara Bettis

Welcome to Medieval Monday. This is week 6 of snippets from wonderful medieval stories. Our theme for spring is nature. My guest today is Barbara Bettis. While summer is just around the corner, Barbara’s story takes us back to winter and snowstorm.
Sir Nicholas is tired, cold, and cynical. Faced with an abandoned horse, fixed with an empty lady’s saddle in a snowstorm what will he do?   
A Winter Knight
Knights of Destiny Series
By Barbara Bettis
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.
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
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Excerpt #6:
The thought made him pause, and he winced with a flash of remorse. When had he become so cynical? These past months, he’d hardly known himself. He brushed a hand over his face and straightened.
“Take the mare to the stable, Tom, then help me get Solomon ready. I’ll see if I can find the lost rider.” 
The wind had died somewhat by the time the gate disappeared behind Nicholas. How the hell was he to know what direction to search? Three roads passed by the manor, one south leading to Windom, one from the west, and one from the northeast. 
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  1. Great snippet, Barbara! Cynicism is a killer of worlds and shrinks the heart, in my opinion. But I suppose most of us have been there at one point or another, so I feel for your hero. Sorry if I got too deep there! Wishing you a beautiful week ahead.

  2. Lovely snippet, Barbara!

  3. I believe the hero already knows his direction. Am I right, Barbara? Wonderful snippet!

  4. I love the snippet and the story. Thanks for posting on my blog.

  5. Despite his grumpy attitude, he still goes out into the storm to find her. I like him! Great snippet, Barb. :) Happy Medieval Monday!

  6. Sounds an interesting story from the snippet!