“I couldn’t put it down! All I have to say is that you MUST read it. A hell of an adventure!” – Mark Bathke, Inland Valley Reviews.
Kathryn Le Veque is one of Amazon’s top selling Historical and Contemporary romance authors, consistently ranked in the top 100 for Historical novels. She has been featured on Kindle Nation, Coastal Conversations, Confessions of Romaholics, Goodreads, and a host of other blogs and websites highlighting her novels. Kathryn is an award-winning author and has legions of dedicated fans all over the world.
Kathryn’s Medieval Historicals have been called ‘detailed’, ‘passionate’, and ‘character-rich’. She believes that total immersion in a time period is essential to creating the perfect story. More than that, she writes for both women AND men – an unusual crossover for a romance author – but Kathryn has many male readers who enjoy her stories because of the action and adventure. Kathryn is a strong believer in a true and powerful storyline, full of action and passion, that can stand the test of both sexes.
Although Kathryn’s passion is her Medievals, she is very proficient at writing her Contemporary Adventure Romances. One of her novels, “Lady of Heaven”, is currently being adapted into a screenplay.
Kathryn is the author of 35 novels and counting.
“You, my lady, have brought light into my life and do not even know it. It is a priceless gift you gave to a man who insulted you when he first met you.”
Ellowyn’s mouth popped open. She had never heard such complimentary words and she knew doubtlessly that they were spoken from the heart. She could read it in his face. Without thinking, she rolled off her pallet and, on her knees, crawled over to him. As Brandt watched, she threw her left arm around his big neck and squeezed tightly. The right arm, injured and folded, pressed against his chest.
“No one has ever said such wonderful things to me,” she murmured, ignoring the jab of the armor and mail. “I am so sorry you have had such a terrible life, Brandt. I feel as if I should hug you to make it all better. Perhaps we can be friends even after you leave me at Erith. I would like that.”
Brandt, startled as he was by her hug, nonetheless recovered swiftly and wrapped a big arm around her. It seemed the most natural of things to do. In fact, his other arm wrapped around her, too, and he held her tightly as she squeezed his neck. He’d never in his life felt something so warm and wonderful, and he sorely wished his wasn’t wearing his armor. He would have liked to have felt her against him, body to body. The feeling of her was overwhelming him.
“How do you to this?” he hissed.
She pulled back to look at him, frowning. “Do what?”
His face was very close to hers; he could feel her hot breath on his face. “This,” he said again. “Show your emotions so openly? Give comfort to someone you barely know without thought?”
She shrugged, realizing that he still had both arms around her. He was so enormous that it was like being swallowed whole, but she knew that it was a sensation she could grow to crave. To think of him leaving her off at Erith and never seeing him again brought waves of disappointment.
“I do not,” she murmured. “Not always. But my family is very affectionate so I suppose I grew up that way. When someone is hurt, friend or family, we comfort them.”
“I am hurt?”
She nodded faintly, studying his handsome face. “I think your heart is hurt and you do not even know it. You have never known anything else.”
“Would you heal it?”
It was a hugely open question; she sensed it obviously. She unwound her arm from his neck and sat back on her heels, gazing into his eyes. Brandt released her somewhat, but not entirely; his hands were still on her as they faced one another. The question had been presented; her response would determine the course of their association and quite possible their future. He held his breath, watching her as she considered the question.
“I would like to know what you mean by that,” she finally said, her tone soft.
He shrugged and averted his gaze. “I am not entirely sure,” he said. “All I know is that… Ellowyn, we have known each other a matter of days but since yesterday, I feel as if… I have never felt like this in my life and I completely understand if it is unwelcome, but I have to say that I find you beautiful and brave and gracious and sweet, and I would like nothing better than to come to know you better and perhaps….”
Ellowyn could feel her heart swelling with joy. She broke out into the most amazing smile. “Perhaps… what?”
He couldn’t quite bring himself to say it. “Perhaps… well, perhaps you could….”
“Perhaps I could help you find a wife?”
He shook his head, realizing she was teasing him when she started to laugh. It was charming. He was stumbling over his words and she was mocking him playfully.
Throwing caution to the wind, he cupped her sweet face in his two enormous hands, studying her closely and deeply for the very first time. He felt giddy and quivering, but also elated and emotional. For a man who had learned to suppress his emotions long ago, it was both liberating and frightening.
“Perhaps…,” he murmured, “you will consider me as more than an acquaintance. I realize that you may not be interested in me as a marital prospect, but I hope that given time you will consider it. I would very much like to explore the possibility if you are amiable to it.”
Her giggles faded and her eyes widened. “Marriage?”
“Perhaps… well, if you find the prospect an attractive one.”
She was genuinely shocked; it was more than she could have ever dreamed. “You find me an attractive marital prospect?”
He gave her a half-grin. “Because I had no idea how dark my days were until I met you. In that short amount of time, you have shown me the sun and it is blinding. I would be very happy to be blinded by you.”