We all like a reward, don’t we? But, not all rewards are what they appear. That’s the case in the latest installment of Rachel Rossano’s Theodoric Saga. Rachel created an intriguing Historical-like Christian Fantasy as she tells the tale of Jayne and Liam. Find out more and be sure to check out the giveaway!
About the Book
She couldn’t hide forever.
A hard life taught Jayne to avoid men, powerful men most of all. When a new nobleman arrives to take over the vargar, she takes her family and hides. But the new baron seeks her out and makes her an offer she can’t refuse: protection. However, once they were sheltered behind the dark stone walls of the vargar, who would protect her from the new master?
His reward isn’t what it seems.
King Ireic of Anavrea charges Liam, a former bodyguard, with the task of retaking and taming a corner of the northern wilds. Upon arrival at Ashwyn Vargar, Liam finds challenges beyond his military experience. The keys to the vargar are missing and so are the field hands who should be harvesting the fields. Once he finds the keeper of the keys, she raises more questions than answers.
About the Author
Rachel Rossano is a happily married mother of three children. She spends her days teaching, mothering, and keeping the chaos at bay. After the little ones are in bed, she immerses herself in the fantasy worlds of her books. Tales of romance, adventure, and virtue set in a medieval fantasy world are her preference, but she also writes speculative fantasy and a bit of science fiction.
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The rest of the day flew by in an unending series of crises. Rowana and Urith had a huge fight over who was to blame for the spilled soot all over the main hall floor. As far as Jayne could piece together, Urith tripped Rowana after she pushed his book on the floor. She happened to be carrying the metal ash pail at the time. The result was a loud clatter and a cloud of black that settled over the entire room. The ensuing shouting match brought Patti and Jayne running.
Once Jayne managed to start the two of them cleaning up the mess before the evening meal, Trina fell down the stairs with a blood curdling howl and a sickening crack. It took an hour to calm her. When Jayne settled her in the kitchen with a cold compress for her bump and a sugar stick for her sorrow, Urith appeared at the door, covered in black from sole to crown except for his hands, to tell her that the king wished to speak to her. Leaving Trina with her hiccup gasps under Patti’s watchful eye, Jayne hurried off toward the study, praying she would survive until bedtime.
She paused outside the heavy door to straighten her dress and brush the soot off the front as best she could. Please let it only be the king, Kurios, she prayed. I can handle him, but I don’t think I could face Liam right now. Her heart did a strange flip at the thought of Liam’s recent behavior in the garden. She had to struggle to push the image aside. Taking a deep breath, she tapped on the door.
“Come,” a deep male voice called.
The door opened easily to her touch and she stepped inside. The fire on the hearth held off the nip of rainy autumn air, and the dark, heavy furniture crowded for space on the carpets.
“Please close the door behind you,” the king requested without looking up from his scrutiny of the documents on his desk.
Jayne closed the door and crossed to stand before the desk. Instead of the memories of the distant past, she found her thoughts preoccupied with the first time she had met Liam here. His kindness and gentleness as she recounted her sordid family history warmed her heart.
Something stirred in the shadows to the right of the king. Jayne’s eyes met the steady gaze of the armed man standing in the shadow of a bookcase. He inclined his head to her politely. By now she had grown used to this acknowledgement. The royal guard treated her like a noblewoman. She wasn’t sure if they were taking their cues from Braxton and Liam’s men or the king’s direct orders. Either way, she was thankful for the distance and respect they granted her.
“Please be seated.” Ireic rose and turned toward the man in the shadows. Handing him a small stack of papers, he said, “See that Braxton gets these. He needs them immediately.”
“But, sire,” the man protested.
“She is hardly a threat to me, Yoric. Now go. The sooner you leave, the sooner you return.”
With a brisk bow and tapping of boot heels, Yoric left to obey.
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