Fantasy Romance
I missed Hope.
While I lived in my gilded cage, it was even more lonely than the Garden.
At least there I’d had Hope.
Though at least now I no longer feared death,
The assassins the duc’s wife sent were nothing.
Only a calificar could touch me.
I traded one cage for another.
One jailor for another.
Though now I was gowned in silks and velvets.
I dripped jewels.
And rather than the calificars wishing to kill me, it was the duc’s wife.
I slid the tips of my fingers across his bare wrist.
His eyes widened as I drew the magic within him to me. The magic that was in all beings.
And absorbed it.
Then returned it to him.
He was now mine.
He offered me his gloved hand.
I knew what he planned to do to me in his carriage.
I took it anyway.
Sometimes the gods’ greatest blessing is disguised as a curse.
Let sleeping demons lie. Especially in they are Elves.
Ravaged mentally and physically from fulfilling his duty to the gods, the last thing Knight Gabriel needs is a foundling infant. And an Elf at that. No, the last thing Sir Gabriel needs is to fall in love with an amazing and completely unattainable widow. Which he is not going to do. Or so he promises himself.
Sold into marriage with a man far below her social status, Lady Chelsea finds herself a young and wealthy widow. Her family sees it as the perfect opportunity to marry a titled lord and resume her place in society. If only she could convince her heart to think of anyone other than the broken Knight of Valor and the Elven child whose family he needs her help to find.
But there are reasons the Elves withdrew from the world. As the forces from a time before men walked the lands stalks them, the gift of love lights a way forward, but only if Lady Chelsea and Sir Gabriel are brave enough to choose it.
A man in a gilt carriage with a contingent of guards found me.
He stared at my ripped dress. My disheveled hair.
He offered kind words, but I could hear the song beneath them.
I knew him for what he was.
Little better than my jailors. Worse in some ways.
But he didn’t know what I was.