The royal wedding approaches and the country is alive with anticipation. Among the craftsmen traveling to the capital is Constance Rendare and her family. An artist, a widow of an unhappy marriage, and the mother of a young son, she dreams of escaping the cruel servitude of her father’s household. Wilard Naron serves the Earl of Dentin. He returns to the capital, his childhood home, to collect his earnings and finally free himself from his father’s reputation. Kidnappings, bandits, and a plot against the king complicate the journey. The conflicts throw Constance and Wilard together as their circumstances grow steadily worse. The more the pair uncovers, the direr the future looks for the country and for them. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2Read
The Making of a Man:A Short Story Anthology The Novels of Rhynan Book 2.5
The Earl of Dentin returns. Eight stories ranging from short story to novelette in length give us greater understanding into why Dentin is the complex and enigmatic man he is. It also includes new adventures that happen between Honor and the next Rhynan novel. Passing the Mantle – An ill-fated hunting trip Forging Friendships – Recruiting able-bodied men ineligible for knighthood The Sword of Korma Monroe – A sword made for trouble Turning Point – A duke and an earl plot treason The Bittersweet Pear – A marital misunderstanding Isbeth’s Redemption – Dentin doesn’t make a good first impression A Squire’s Love – Reginald’s quest Restoration – A trip to Braulyn produces unexpected company Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2ReadBook Trailerhttps://youtu.be/_dGYsdKi5tE
The Earl of Dentin excels in his position as Securer of the Realm. But the king’s order to pluck an orphaned child from a loving home unsettles Dentin. When a dark-eyed woman challenges his honor regarding the mission, Dentin finds himself unable to justify his actions or get her out of his mind. Something about her lack of fear intrigues him. Lady Elsa Reeve attempts to avoid the marriage of convenience her brother and mother demand of her. She understands the need to pay off her brother’s massive debt. She only wants her family to consider her wishes in the process. As Elsa becomes further entangled in a snare of her brother’s creating, only one man defends her. But can she trust Dentin, her unlikely champion, and his motives? With a murderer on the loose, Elsa’s fate in jeopardy, and a traitor plotting against the king, Dentin finds his priorities shifting in an unexpected direction. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2ReadBook Trailer https://youtu.be/0yLAD5dcySg
Duty to King Tomas Dyrease, the newly made Earl of Irvaine and the village of Wisenvale, owes his good fortune to his king and the recent civil war. When his benefactor demands Tomas marry the cousin of a noble, he obeys. However, no one warned him that she wasn’t a typical noblewoman. Duty to Others Brielle Solarius struggles to keep her village from starvation under the new Lord Wisten, her cousin. The men rode off to war and never returned. The remaining women and children face a dire winter if they do not find a solution soon. When she learns her cousin sold her into marriage to save his life, she isn’t surprised. However, she is taken aback by Lord Irvaine’s unpolished ways. Was this man a noble or a foot soldier? Duty to Each Other Bound by the words of their vows, they face a rough future. They must forge a marriage while battling betrayal, accusations of treason, and villains from the past. Survival depends on their precarious trust in each other. Failure could mean death. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Google * Kobo * Books2ReadBook Trailer https://youtu.be/8c2- KEWxxs0
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“But Simon,” Lady Elsa’s protest carried into the corridor as I opened the back door, “she has a right
“But that was the whole point of doing it this way.” Dentin’s reply carried beyond the room. They
were both doing nothing to keep their conversation a secret, so I took it as a sign to enter without
announcing myself. As I expected, they pulled me right into the midst of their debate.
“Wilard, Dentin wishes to take over responsibility for Owen’s education, and I say he needs to ask
Constance first.” Lady Elsa turned in her seat to acknowledge my arrival. “What do you say?” Her dark
hair hung about her shoulders in wild disarray, no sign of a wimple anywhere near. Her clear skin glowed
with the obvious beauty of a woman healthily pregnant. She was loved and cared for, secure and
appreciated, and it showed.
The sight made me wish to see Constance similarly bareheaded and glowing. The realization hit me
in the gut like a fist. I wanted Constance to be happy and content, and that was more important than
“What mother wouldn’t want her son to have all the opportunities I can provide?” Dentin asked the
question in a friendly tone, but his appraising glance between Elsa and me made it clear he had noted my
reaction to his wife.
“If you are discussing Constance and Owen, I recommend consulting her. She doesn’t respond well
when backed into a corner.” I met the earl’s assessing frown. “As you well know, my lord.”
Dentin leaned back from the table and propped his clasped hands on his head, elbows akimbo. “So
you are siding with my wife against me.” Although his body language spoke of a man relaxed, a
dangerous edge to his tone sent a warning.
Unsure if he truly meant the threat, I chose to ignore it. “I am expressing my opinion. Whether or not
Lady Dentin holds the same opinion, I know not.”
Dentin’s dark eyes narrowed, and he grew tenser without appearing to move. Elsa didn’t make the
situation any better by eyeing her husband with a challenging tilt to her chin and a hint of smugness
thrown into the mix.
Dentin surged to his feet. I jumped at the sudden movement, but Elsa didn’t even flinch.
“We will be in my book room,” he informed her in a overbearing tone. Then, he crossed to her side
and leaned down to plant a long and lingering kiss on her mouth. Elsa responded in kind, at which point I
studied the floor like a blushing lad barely grown.
“Coming?” Dentin asked. He stood in the open threshold leading into the front part of the house,
exuding the pleased appearance of a man confident in his wife’s affections.