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Emme is the midwife
for the Roanoak Colony. Circumstances threaten their survival, but Emme has met
a European man calling himself Tighe in the forest where no European man should
be.
for the Roanoak Colony. Circumstances threaten their survival, but Emme has met
a European man calling himself Tighe in the forest where no European man should
be.
Tighe has problems of his own. His people fled across the sea to escape mortal
men and their iron weapons, but now they are dying out. Stealing children is
not an option, but Tighe hopes if Emme and some of the other from the failing
colony will agree to come live with his people they will interbreed. However
his mother is opposed to bringing mortals into Faerie and threatens to close
the border sealing the Fae in and sealing their doom. At the same time, he has
lost Emme’s trust and does not know how to regain it. His efforts to protect
her with Fae magic have also cast a suspicion of witchcraft on her from the
expedition.
Excerpt:
“I want you to teach me how to heal a broken bone.”
“I would teach you if I could, but I cannot.”
“Why? Because I’m a woman? I’m a midwife trained in healing. I’m a
willing student.”
willing student.”
He stepped around the tree and leaned on it. “I cannot. You must be born
to it.”
to it.”
“I must be born a man, you mean.” Emme folded her arms.
“No.”
Emme waited. She wasn’t sure why. None of the men in her life ever
explained ‘no.’ For them, it was the end of the conversation. Why should this
one be different? “What is your name?”
explained ‘no.’ For them, it was the end of the conversation. Why should this
one be different? “What is your name?”
“Tighe.”
“Tighe? That is not a good English name.”
He laughed. The warm, rich sound of it trilled down her spine. “No, it
is not.”
is not.”
“Then where are you from? What are you doing here? There isn’t supposed
to be anyone living in these parts.” Emme smacked her hands against her skirts.
The sound wasn’t loud enough to be satisfying. “We are supposed to be the only
English here. We have a contract from the Queen.”
to be anyone living in these parts.” Emme smacked her hands against her skirts.
The sound wasn’t loud enough to be satisfying. “We are supposed to be the only
English here. We have a contract from the Queen.”
“You didn’t tell anyone about me, did you?”
His tone was wrong. In addition to the striking coloring, she now
noticed the stranger was a little odd looking. His face was thin, regal even.
And a little anxious. Something about the tight set of his eyes and the
pressure along his lips. His accent was a bit odd too. Like none she’d ever
heard. “No, why?”
noticed the stranger was a little odd looking. His face was thin, regal even.
And a little anxious. Something about the tight set of his eyes and the
pressure along his lips. His accent was a bit odd too. Like none she’d ever
heard. “No, why?”
He sighed, the first overt sign of his tension. “We don’t need your
people hunting us again.”
people hunting us again.”
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Author Bio:
C. B. Maurice was
an odd child who grew into an odd woman with a fascination for short, sweet
stories and things unknown. When not reading or writing, she enjoys travel and
rain, though not for days. (The rain, not the travel. Travel can go on for
weeks. Rain has worn out its welcome after 24 hours.)
an odd child who grew into an odd woman with a fascination for short, sweet
stories and things unknown. When not reading or writing, she enjoys travel and
rain, though not for days. (The rain, not the travel. Travel can go on for
weeks. Rain has worn out its welcome after 24 hours.)
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