Under the Trees
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Author- Ashley Maker
Genre- YA Historical Romance
-Synopsis-
Desperate to prevent an abusive arranged marriage, Princess Araya flees to a neighboring kingdom, only to land at the mercy of the impulsive Crown Prince Thoredmund, who provides refuge in a secluded forest and teaches her survival skills. Her surprise at the unexpected hold the price has on her heart mirrors his shock at falling for the one girl he canât have.
As the young coupleâs feelings for each other grow, the fragile alliance between the two kingdoms threatens to break apart. With a vengeful duke and an enraged king fast on their trail, Thor and Araya must decide how much theyâre willing to risk for love.
Even if staying together means starting a war.
As the young coupleâs feelings for each other grow, the fragile alliance between the two kingdoms threatens to break apart. With a vengeful duke and an enraged king fast on their trail, Thor and Araya must decide how much theyâre willing to risk for love.
Even if staying together means starting a war.
Excerpts:
THOR quote:
The dark horse tore through the underbrush, bringing her close enough I could make out a pale face and a tangle of long hair. A black cloak billowed behind her. Men on horseback gave chase, darting through the trees, clearly in pursuit. All those men after one girl? Who could she be? My instincts screamed against them catching her. She could be a decoy, and they could all be spiesâbut what if she was in real danger?
It wouldnât be so difficult to apprehend her, only one rider, later â¦
âLet her pass,â I ordered, staring my men down until they stepped aside.
The girl raced past, glancing over her shoulder for a brief momentâher eyes flashing emerald in the light of the fireâbefore looking ahead and leaning low on her horseâs neck.
My men gaped at me, gripping weapons with white-knuckled hands. With a jerk of my head in the direction of the riders almost upon us, I raised the bow and nocked an arrow.
âHold the line,â I commanded. âThese men stop here.â
ARAYA sword:
Something inside me snappedâboiled overâat the mocking words and spiteful tone. The seething feeling surged upward, clouding my vision. I charged with an infuriated shriek, all movement, shifting and striking, not retreating. He easily deflected the first blow, but the second made him stagger. He faltered back a step, and I lunged with a strength that did not feel like my own.
Resistance met my blade, but it was of a soft nature that gave way. A thin ribbon of blood blossomed through the sleeve on Wendelâs right arm. I couldnât tear my eyes away from the sight, grim satisfaction twisting like a living thing inside of me.
But I shouldnât have looked. I shouldnât have stopped.
Arayaâs fear:
Stone. I became cold, hard stone. My thoughts froze and buzzed at the same time, fingers clamping against Thorâs as if somehow he could save me.
âI came as soon as I could. They were watching. It was difficult to get awayââ
âThey?â I lost control on the word. My voice wavered and broke with my gaze as I searched the darkness of the tree line, eyes darting from one spot to the next. Thor squeezed my hand, a steady pressure, but he did not understand.
The frantic search only ended when I looked up at Thor, heart lodged in my throat. I didnât want to ask, or face the answer, but I needed to know. âThey?â
Thor squeezed my hand again and ran a thumb over mine. âYes, your father, brother, their guards, andââ
âHeâs here, too, isnât he?â He didnât have to say it. I knew. I could feel it.
Thorâs inner conflict:
I thought I would be angry with Araya when I returned to camp. A part of me blamed her, even though it wasnât her fault. Perhaps she should get out of the kingdom and take her trail of problems with her so I didnât have to cover them up any longer. That was what she wanted anyway, wasnât itâto go to the districts and leave me?
Then I saw her again.
My throat constricted almost painfully and my chest ached at the sight of her standing on the other side of the clearing. She was humming softly to Major while pulling burrs out of his forelock. The gelding was already saddled and bridled, as if she had just gotten back from a ride or was about to go on one. Major turned his head in our direction and pulled at the reins in her hand, letting out a welcoming whinny to Tosque.
Araya glanced up. She smiled, and I knew. Thatâs when I was absolutely sure I would continue to help and protect her, no matter what happened, even if it meant risking everything.
-About the Author-
Armed with a keyboard, microphone, and an energetic imagination, Ashley Maker is a combination author/songwriter from Oklahoma with a passion for all things creative. UNDER THE TREES, a Young Adult blended historical romance, is her debut novel, releasing from Cliffhanger Press, LLC in the fall of 2014. Songs inspired by the book can be heard from Seeking Never, the recording band she sings in with her guitar-playing husband Corey. A newbie vlogger and former editor, Ashley spends much of her time writing, procrastinating on social media, and waging a revision war against pronouns. The rest of her time is spent doting on her daughter and cuddling with myriad family pets, most notably Johnny Cash, cat writing buddy extraordinaire.
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