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The Beltane Choice
by Nancy Jardine
(Book 1 of the Celtic Fervour Saga Series)
On my blog today I have the pleasure of
sharing with you........
The Beltane Choice
I would like to thank Rachel Random Resources and Nancy Jardine for inviting me on the blog tour.
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AD 71 Northern Roman Britain
Lorcan of the Brigantes knows that unity of the northern tribes is essential when the Ancient Roman legions advance northwards to Brigantia. Yet, everything comes at a price. Using his captive, Nara, as a political bargain with the Selgovae comes with impossible stipulations. Battle at Whorl – Iron Age tribes against the Romans – is inevitable.
Will Nara have her Beltane choice?
The adventures of the Garrigill Clan begin…
Lorcan of the Brigantes knows that unity of the northern tribes is essential when the Ancient Roman legions advance northwards to Brigantia. Yet, everything comes at a price. Using his captive, Nara, as a political bargain with the Selgovae comes with impossible stipulations. Battle at Whorl – Iron Age tribes against the Romans – is inevitable.
Will Nara have her Beltane choice?
The adventures of the Garrigill Clan begin…
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Excerpt
Introduction:
A.D.71 ‘Borderland’ Brigante Territory, Northern Britannia Lorcan of Garrigill has saved a Selgovae female enemy from a wild boar attack but when he tries to seduce her, he’s mystified by her reactions. The mature warrior- woman violently rejects his advances, indeed manages a minor wound to his shoulder, but that’s not what confuses him. She seems neither priestess, nor a normal woman of her tribe. But he has no idea what to do with her now, since he cannot bring himself to kill her…
“Cross!”
When the Selgovae woman picked her way to the centre, he watched the awkward raising of her bound hands, her lips moving in silent invocation. His derisory laugh startled the birds nearby sending them upwards in a flurry of beating wings. His taunt was hurtful, yet he could not quell his nastiness.
“You do well to pray to Sequanna, though has the goddess not rejected you too long, since you remain un-seeded by a man?”
The woman’s piercing glitter chastised him. Raw resentment, and another impossible-to-suppress current, flared across to him before she lowered her head. There had been the tiniest flicker of satisfaction in her gaze which disconcerted him, as did the twitch of enjoyment now curving her lips. Lorcan’s brows knotted, unwilling to believe she was stealing a march on him in some unfathomable way as though her knowledge of the future was infinitely greater than his. This striking woman had secrets he could not wait to reveal.
He had thought her attractive before, now she was even more so. He wanted to smother that seductive smile with his lips because she was a temptress, a harebell-blue eyed enticement swathed in deep bronze hair. What thought made those lips curve in satisfaction? Treading over the stones, he grasped the leash and drew her around. “Do you mock me, woman?” She slowly shook her head, her smirk diminishing, and the sparkle of her eyes like a light rain on a patch of borage flowers. “Why do you laugh in such fashion?”
“An cù!” Her mutter was breathy and low.
His grip tightened. “Say again!”
“You would not wish to know. My thoughts would not likely please you.” Her challenge was insolent.
“Tell me or—”
“You will what, because you are a pig? There is no need for more violence, Brigante.” Her head shook a slow tempting pout.
“Brigante! I am Lorcan, son of Tully, the Chief of Garrigill.” He echoed her accusatory tone, exhaling deeply, whispering over her trembling mouth. For seconds neither moved. Lorcan felt a strumming tension reverberating between them, his huffs of breath mingling with hers. Then, unable to bear her so near he thrust her aside, turning instead to the meat he needed to gut.
Tumbling off the stone she was perched upon, the woman griped when her foot twisted. Her leg jarred against a jagged rock embedded in the water before she landed bottom first on the pebbled riverbed with a yelping splash, the action wrenching the leash from his wrist. Her wheeze of fury suggested many grievances. Scrambling up, she dripped towards him her bound hands held outstretched.
“Release me, Brigante, so that I can see what damage you have inflicted.”
Lorcan’s knife flashed, releasing her in an instant. The water beneath her was a livid
pink – and none of it boar blood. He muttered oaths while hacking the pelt from the
beast before slashing at the remains. Whipping out the entrails, he wiped pieces he
wished to keep with furious fervour since he had not intended the woman harm, but
knew he was culpable. Fighting against his conscience, he was unable to mete out the
retribution the warrior-woman clearly deserved for wounding him. An unaccustomed
restless, frustrated irritation overwhelmed him.
Out of the water at the far side of the ford, his Selgovae captive nursed her bloodied
and ripped skin, for the foot bindings she wore were not high enough to offer her
protection from this kind of injury.
His sword whacked through the carcass of the boar, quartering it, while he watched
her rub the wound lightly with ferns from the banking, then she turned on hands and
knees and tore out some moss. Closing his eyes, he breathed deep and willed his body
not to respond, but he could not prevent his eyes straying again. A small pad made,
she applied it to the gash, using a leg binding to secure it tight. All the while she
muttered low oaths, whether to him, or Sequanna, he could not tell. It mattered not;
she remained the most alluring woman he had ever met.
The goddess Sequanna did not play fair with him either. His thoughts were an over-
bubbling cauldron, his hands an unconscious butcher of the boar meat. What must he
do with this female who continuously provoked and aroused him? And who now
swamped him with guilt? He should have killed her earlier. Much more goading,
though, and he would be sure to wring that delicious neck, but first he would take her,
whoever she was, and whatever her state.
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Win x1 signed paperback of
The Beltane Choice to one UK winner;
X1 kindle copy worldwide
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Author Bio
Nancy Jardine writes historical fiction; time-travel historical adventure; contemporary mystery thrillers; and romantic comedy. She lives in Aberdeenshire, Scotland, where life is never quiet or boring since she regularly child minds her young grandchildren who happen to be her next-door neighbours. Her garden is often creatively managed by them, though she does all the work! Her husband is a fantastic purveyor of coffee and tea…excellent food and wine! (Restorative, of course)
A member of the Historical Novel Society; Scottish Association of Writers; Federation of Writers Scotland; Romantic Novelists’ Association and the Independent Alliance of Authors, her work has achieved finalist status in UK competitions.
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Thank you so much for the excellent spotlight of The Beltane Choice today! I really appreciate it.
ReplyDeleteIt was my absolute pleasure Nancy, thank you so much for having me on your wonderful Tour and sharing a sneaky excerpt with my Blog x
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