Today I'm continuing with my excerpt from The Gentle Knight. Peter has agreed to bring Brighit to the Priory where she will be hidden away from life and live as a nun for the rest of her days.
He glanced over at Niall’s cocky smirk and his blood boiled. “Lachlann! Your horse looks sturdier, what say you come with us and let your leader... lead.”
Niall caught his jaw before it dropped to his chest then smiled. “As you wish, Sir Peter.”
Lachlann led his horse to the little group, stopping in front of Peter.
“You take Mort,” Peter said.
“What? No! You take Mort.”
Mort shifted his feet beside Peter.
“It will be better if he is with you.”
“If you wish me to be of assistance, then I will gladly accept Brighit on my horse. She is smaller.”
A medieval soldier returns home to find his lover died in childbirth just as his own mother had. Believing he is cursed, Peter of Normandy turns from love. When he must give escort to an Irish princess more noble than many knights, he struggles with his decision to live a solitary life. Can he take the chance that his love won’t be a death sentence and possibly make them stronger?
Padraig MacNaughton’s death-bed decree rips his daughter, Brighit, from the shelter of her protective clan in Ireland. Forced to take vows at a Priory in England, she finds herself in the hands of lecherous mercenaries with their own agendas. Dare she trust the Norman knight to see her safely to her new life as a nun? Even when she finds in him the fulfillment of all she’s ever wanted?
Or will honor and duty eclipse their one chance for happiness?