THE MEANDERING MIND OF
R E MULLINS
IS FEATURING MARLOW KELLY AND HER NEW BOOK
A Woman of
Honour by Marlow Kelly
Worldwide Release Date: 27th
August 2014
A Woman of Honour is available at
Blurb
Duncan Campbell wakes to discover he is imprisoned with a
woman in his enemy's dungeon in the Highlands of Scotland. The disenchanted
warrior hopes his last few moments on earth will be spent in the arms of the
sweet-voiced Isabel. If only she will cooperate. Isabel Douglas has no intention of obliging the crude captive. The penniless noblewoman considers herself too tall and thin to be desirable. She intends to become a nun. But first, disguised as a boy, she must deliver an important letter to Scotland's hero in hiding, King Robert the Bruce.
Together, the pair make a daring escape that plunges them into the bleak countryside in the middle of winter. In the struggle to survive, they learn the true strength of their feelings for each other. But when Duncan's animosity towards the king becomes evident, Isabel must decide between her heart and her country.
Excerpt
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Duncan Campbell drifted into consciousness and
opened his eyes to absolute blackness. He lay perfectly still on the cold, dirt
floor listening. A small rustle of fabric echoed in the darkness. He cocked his
head, getting a sense of the sound’s location, then rose to his feet.
“Tell me who you are before I tear you
apart,” he roared, seizing his opponent. Whoever it was didn’t answer, just
silence. A fist punched him on the nose. Pain ricocheted through him, and he
grabbed his face. In the dark, he lost his balance and fell in the dirt,
cradling his head in his hands.
“Oh my, are you all right?” asked a small
voice.
“No, I’m not.”
“You threatened me, and I wanted to give
you fair warning I will fight back if you touch me.”
The lyrical voice stunned him. A woman? She
spoke Gaelic with a strong, lowland accent. He shook off the pain and asked,
“Where am I?”
“Dunstaffnage Castle. Don’t you remember
your capture? I’ve heard of people getting a bump on the head and not
remembering their own name. Is that what happened to you? Did you bump your
head?”
Lord, she was talkative.
“Is it?”
“I remember I was hit from behind scouting
the bast….Are we in the dungeon?” He rose to his feet.
“Yes.”
He grunted. On the bright side he hadn’t
gone blind. On the other hand they were in a dank, windowless cell with no hope
of escape. There wasn’t even a sliver of light coming through the door.
Marlow
Kelly Bio
After
being thrown out of England for refusing to drink tea, Marlow Kelly made her
way to Canada where she found love, a home and a pug named Max. She also
discovered her love of storytelling. Encouraged by her husband, children and let’s
not forget Max, she started putting her ideas to paper. Her need to write about
strong women in crisis drives her stories and her curiosity regarding the lives
and loves of historical figures are the inspiration for her characters.
You can visit Marlow at www.marlowkelly.com,
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Robin, thank you so much for having me on your blog.
ReplyDeleteYou are so very welcome. I'm pleased to have you here.
DeleteI can't wait to read this. It left me hanging and wanting for more - exactly what I look for in a great story.
ReplyDeleteThank you Devon. I wish I could take credit for it, but it was one of those instances where the characters write themselves.
DeleteI agree. The excerpt really piques my interest.
ReplyDeleteThank you RE, you're a gracious host.
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