Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop where a bunch of really great writers share excerpts from their published work or work-in-progress. As I hope everyone on the vast interweb knows by now, my m/m fantasy Gryffon Hall released on August 30. I’ve been sharing from the scene where Wryler finds out he’s been betrothed to the notorious Lord Rouchet. He’s been left alone to pack and roil in his own worry and misery. I skipped ahead a bit from last week.
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And the master of Gryffon Hall, Aeric Rouchet, destined to be Wryler’s protector and husband, what of him? Wryler could only think of the man tearing into the greasy flesh on his plate and wonder how he behaved when out of the company of refined men and women.
Wryler forced himself to move. There had to be some way out of this cursed fate. He went to his wardrobe and flung it open. He could run away. But where on earth would he go? As a youth he’d harbored fantasies of returning to his mother’s people, but now a very harsh truth hit him. His mother had been traded off to Wryler’s father just as Wryler was now being traded off to Rouchet. A life in exchange for an advantageous trade agreement, and not even a life, in the eyes of the dealmakers, but a title, a name.
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Fated to be born the useless fourth son of the Lord of Glimmerveen, Wryler dreams of getting married and escaping the rustic confines of his father’s castle. A wealthy merchant’s son seems to hold the key to Wryler’s safe if somewhat dreary future. However, the arrival of a mysterious stranger on the eve of Wryler’s betrothal sends his plans into disarray and Wryler finds himself traded off in marriage to one of the most notorious rogues in the land.
Is Lord Aeric Rouchet the scoundrel he appears to be, or is he something much worse? Separated from his family and thrust into a strange and dangerous new life at the foreboding Gryffon Hall, Wryler must unravel the secret of his husband’s shadowed life and defeat the curse which threatens not only his growing affection for the barbarian in his bed, but the lives of everyone the Lord of Gryffon Hall is sworn to protect.
Check out the great review on Diverse Reader.
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He’s suffering the fate of many a well-born young lady — being married as a political transaction — and he seems to be reacting much like many an unhappy young lady.
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How to find a way out?
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I don’t think he’ll find a way out. 😦
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He seems to be realizing more and more that he has no way out of this arrangement. I can sense the panic in his thoughts. Well done! 🙂
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Excellent excerpt. I appreciate that he’s trying to find alternative solutions and having some harsh realizations in the process.
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The harsh realities of many a political and/or financial arranged marriage. Hope he can come to terms with it!
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Reality is sometimes exactly what it is, he is finding out. I wonder what he will do about it?
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Oh, please. There’s a lot worse out there than some poor table manners. Not that marrying a near complete stranger isn’t terrifying, because it is. But have a sense of proportion!
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He’s reacting exactly like a young woman destined to be “sold” for gain. Can’t wait until his true love enters.
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At least he’s considering his options. Great snippet! 😀
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