Weekend Writing Warriors Snippet Sunday - The Matchmaker's Mare ..the love of her life and her greatest aggravation.

Continuing snippets from my fantasy novel 'The Matchmaker's Mare which takes place in Wales. The  story is told from three p.o.vs. and two time-lines. Today's excerpt is again from Rhiannon's p.o.v. and takes place in the distant past, a few paragraphs along from the last one.

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Snippet:

The last time Rhiannon and Sion met, he told her he had Romani family business to attend to on the English border, but he would see her in three weeks. Having consulted her scrying bowl in secret, before she left the cottage, she knew he was now on his way back, but still some distance away.

Sion Sienco—both the love of her life and her greatest aggravation. When she first met the young gypsy lad, he first teased her, and then wooed her. When she feigned disinterest, he took to playing

tricks on her, causing her milk cow to go dry, or her hens to take to the water, as if they were ducks. As it dawned on her he too had a little white magic, she scolded him until she was hoarse and ran out of words. Then he took her in his arms and kissed her until she was breathless and told her how sorry he was for causing her so much trouble. 

As exasperating as he could be, she knew he loved her and would never let any harm befall her. As she bent over the mare’s neck, feeling the powerful muscles beneath her, she prayed she would find him before her father noticed her absence.

I now have some audio codes for each of the three books in the Destiny Trilogy. If you would like one, or all three, just let me know with your email address at Lyn@hywelalyn.co.uk and I'll send you the ones you request, (Each book has its own code). If could manage to post a short review after you've listened, that would be greatly appreciated. 😍

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Weekend Writing Warriors Snippet Sunday - The Matchmaker's Mare "- there will be no more argument'

Continuing snippets from my fantasy novel 'The Matchmaker's Mare. This story is told from three p.o.vs. and two time-lines. Today's excerpt is again from Rhiannon's p.o.v. and takes place in the distant past, a few paragraphs along from the last one. I forgot to say last week that it takes place in rural West Wales (where I grew up) so some of the names may be very unfamiliar.


 (As usual, creative punctuation to comply with the 8 sentence rule.)

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Eight Sentence Sunday

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Her father’s voice rang in her ears.

“It is all arranged. You will marry Gwynfor Pryce, we have already agreed on the marriage settlement and the wedding is arranged for a week today - there will be no more argument.” 

Rhiannon knew then she must leave the little cottage where she had lived with her father since her mother died seven years before. It pained her to leave the dwelling where she’d lived her whole life, the only home she’d known. However, she would not marry a man she hated, a man who she knew to be cruel to his servants and animals. A man she suspected might be a master of the dark arts. 

Along the edge of the forest and past the foot of craggy Bryn Glas, Rhiannon then turned southeast to follow the drover route she knew Sion would be taking on his return journey. “Faster, Seren, faster,” she whispered again, and the tiny bells she wore around her belt jingled as she urged the pony on. She clutched her hand to her breast to feel the reassuring bulk of the kerchief, holding the only wealth she possessed, and a fragrant sprig of lavender Sion had given her before he left…

 By the way, I now have some audio codes for each of the three books in the Destiny Trilogy. If you would like one, or all three, just let me know with your email address at Lyn@hywelalyn.co.uk and I'll send you the ones you request, (Each book has its own code). If could manage to post a short review after you've listened, that would be greatly appreciated. 😍

For insider news and subscriber-only info, subscribe to my occasional Newsletter. I promise not to spam and your in-box will only see an email from me every 3 or 4 months or so - unless of course I have something really Newsworthy to share! I also promise that I never have and never will share your information or email address with anyone or any organisation.  http://madmimi.com/signups/196357/join