Showing posts with label #AshleyYork. Show all posts
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Monday, March 8, 2021

Medieval Monday with Ashley York - Excerpt 5

 


Welcome back to Medieval Monday. Today is our fifth excerpt. Today, I’m hosting Ashley York. In her story, Lachlann’s Legacy an 11th century highlander who must deceive a lovely woman living among outcasts in order to save his priory, but it’s his heart that’s truly at stake…

Lachlann is injured and Ethne is seeing to him. He’s just realized his injury happened days ago. He’s asked her how long his pain will last. Today’s excerpt finds him waiting for her answer.

 

Excerpt 5

When their eyes met, her hand stopped. “Ye should be careful not to rip it open.”

He glanced beyond her where Finn slept beside the fire, no doubt having fallen asleep waiting for her to be done caring for his wound. “Did Domelch go as well?”

“She decided to join them at the last minute.” Ethne dropped the cloth into the bowl. With a single finger, she traced the roundness of the impressions on his skin, the straight lines crossed like feathers on the shaft of an arrow. “Where did ye get these markings?”

“I do not know. I have always had them.” He looked around him. "Is my satchel about?"

You’ll have to wait until next week and visit Sherry Ewing  for Excerpt 6 o find out what’s in Lachlann’s satchel that’s so important.

 

Lachlann’s Legacy
The Order of the Scottish Thistle

By Ashley York

Hidden secrets could tear them apart as fast as their passion drove them together


On the Moray coast in Scotland…

Ethne’s genuine and caring nature makes her invaluable to her brother as his son’s caretaker, but he and his wife treat her as little more than their servant. When she learns their tribal leader would use her chaste status for his own purposes, Ethne plans to escape and reluctantly accepts the help of Lachlann—a handsome pilgrim she only just met at the local faire.

Despite her independent spirit, Ethne feels drawn to Lachlann. Her instincts say his intentions are honorable, but can she trust him with her heart?

Raised by his godfather with few clues to his family’s past, Lachlann values his freedom and the brotherhood of his highlander kin. Disguised as a pilgrim on a mission for the priory, he encounters Ethne, a warm, intelligent maiden whose courage in the face of a loveless marriage awakens an intense need to protect her.

Unfortunately, Ethne is one of the very people he must deceive to explore the cave system containing clues to the lost treasure he seeks. But he cannot abandon her to an uncertain fate—or deny the simmering tension between them.

With religious prejudice running high and both of them facing tests of loyalty, Lachlann and Ethne may realize the only way to fight for their futures is to surrender... to each other.

 

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You can find Ashley York at www.ashleyyorkauthor.com

 


Monday, June 15, 2020

Medieval Monday with Ashley York


Welcome to week seven of Medieval Monday Spring 2020. Today I’m hosting Ashley York. Our heroine Astrid is in a predicament. How will this turn out?
Eyes of the Seer (Book two in the Warrior Kings series)
He wishes to prove himself...
Marcán of Clonascra bears the bloodline of Brian Boru and his prowess as a warrior has earned him great respect from everyone but Astrid, the woman who holds his heart. Between her mother's condemning him as a pagan Seer and Astrid's total disinterest, he finds solace as the king's protector and confidant.
She is desperate to escape...
Astrid is more than ready to wed but her brother, the king, is in no hurry to see her married, so she decides to see to her own match-making. The man she approaches quickly reveals his lack of honor, but her overbearing mother pushes her to wed him anyway. When Astrid discovers Marcán's love for her, will it be too late to have the happiness she'd always dreamed of?
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Excerpt #7 
“This has nothing to do with my punishment.”
“’Tis not up to me to say what that punishment may be. I hold no sway over yer ri túaithe.”
She wetted her lips. “That I know. And I also know ye have every right to see to any punishment yerself… as ’twas ye I disrespected with my disobedience.”
“I will not discipline ye.”
Astrid could feel a scorching heat, but she wasn’t sure if it was from her or from him. “No. Ye never have.”

To see what happens next,  join me over at Judith Sterling’s blog next week