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Pagan Bride
Pagan Bride
Pagan Bride
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Lady Avril Gordon has a psychic gift that she has always kept hidden or risk being burned at the stake. When Avril travels from her Highland home to Queen Mary’s court to begin her married life with Duke Magnus Campbell, she decides to use her abilities to steer her and her husband safely through the various intrigues and threats at Court. But when she sees something that would potentially lead to a tragic mistake for Queen Mary—Avril is torn between warning the Queen and exposing herself to a great danger.
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Release dateFeb 2, 2012
ISBN9781897562925
Pagan Bride
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Patricia Grasso

Patricia Grasso lives in Massachusetts. Winner of the National Readers' Choice Award, Patricia is the author of eight best-selling romances which have been translated into ten languages. Her most recent historical romances have all dealt with Princes.

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    Pagan Bride - Patricia Grasso

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    PAGAN BRIDE

    by

    PATRICIA GRASSO

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    www.lachesispublishing.com

    Published Internationally by Lachesis Publishinfg

    RR # 1, Dunrobin, Ontario

    Canada K0A 1T0

    Copyright © 2011 Patricia Grasso

    Exclusive cover © 2012 Laura Givens

    Inside artwork © 2012 Louise Clark

    All rights reserved. The use of any part of this publication reproduced, transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written consent of the publisher, Lachesis Publishing, is an infringement of the copyright law.

    Originally published in print in the anthology The Mammoth Book of Scottish Romance (Running Press).

    Published 2012 in e-book format by

    Lachesis Publishing, Dunrobin, Canada.

    A catalogue record for the Ebook is available

    from the National Library of Canada

    Ebooks are available for purchase from

    www.lachesispublishing.com

    ISBN 13: 978-1-897562-92-5

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any person or persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

    PAGAN BRIDE

    Aberdeenshire, Scotland, 1565

    Hot as a hare, blind as a bat, dry as a bone, red as a beet, mad as a hatter.

    Standing beside the boy’s pallet, Avril Gordon recalled her late-mother’s instructions and placed her palm against his burning forehead. His lips looked parched, his face crimson. She snapped her fingers in front of his unseeing eyes, and he mumbled nonsense as if caught in a nightmare.

    Gavin has eaten nightshade berries. Avril turned to the earl’s farrier, the man’s ashen-faced wife, and his oldest son.

    I dared him to eat the berries, ten-year-old Duncan admitted, his misery apparent. I promised to do his chores for a week.

    Avril slid her gaze to Duncan’s. You may be doing his chores forever.

    The farrier slapped the ten-year-old. You’ve killed your brother.

    Fergus, beating this son will not cure the other. Avril looked at Duncan, Fetch me a cup of water.

    Avril set her mortar and pestle on the table and removed two packets of herbs from her satchel. Placing both herbs into the mortar, she ground them into a powder and stirred the powder into the water.

    Carry Gavin outside, she ordered the farrier. Hold him in a kneeling position.

    Outside, Avril crouched beside the eight-year-old and pressed the cup to his lips. Drink, Gavin. Small sips will cure what ails you.

    I hope. Murmuring soothing words of encouragement, Avril managed to get the boy to down the water.

    What now? Fergus asked.

    We wait.

    Several minutes later, the eight-year-old vomited and vomited and vomited. Avril placed her palm against his forehead and gazed into eyes that seemed more focused. His babbling had ceased, his high color beginning to recede.

    Gavin will sleep. Avril said, standing, and all will be well.

    Lady Avril, you are a credit to your mother’s memory. The farrier carried his youngest inside.

    I owe you my son’s life, the wife said. "Whatever will we do when you marry

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