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He’ll do anything for land, even marry her; she’ll do anything for her people, except marry him. If only either had a choice. It’s a marriage only love can save.
Sir Roark will do anything to gain land, even beguile an unwilling lady into marriage. He knows she’s much better off with a man to take control of her besieged castle, to say nothing of her desirable person. But it isn’t long before he discovers that, although her eyes sparkle like sunlight on sea waves, her stubbornness alone could have defeated Saladin.
Lady Alyss is determined to hold her family’s castle, protect her people, and preserve her freedom— until her brother’s dying wish binds her to a stranger. Still, she’ll allow no rugged, over-confident, appealing knight to usurp her authority, even if she must wed him. Especially since he thinks a lady’s duties begin and end with directing servants. Alyss has a few surprises for her new all-too-tempting lord.
But when a common enemy threatens everything, Roark and Alyss face a startling revelation. Without love, neither land nor freedom matters.
She refused to cooperate. How did a man handle a woman so independent? If only he’d been more observant when his father spoke to his mother. If only he hadn’t been so young. Before the tragedy.
Alyss stood her ground and lifted her chin. “You didn’t summon me, you said you awaited me. Perhaps your knightly training did not include language. ‘I await you,’ is a statement. ‘Come to the hall,’ is a summons.”
Again, the lady had found a weakness in his armor. He had no language training at all, no reading, no writing but for his name. Most knights did not, but his inability rankled him.
“If my speech doesn’t move you, then I won’t bother with it.” He leaned down, grabbed her around the knees, and upended her onto his shoulder. A thought raced through his mind: This wasn’t, perhaps, the ideal way to scoop her into his arms.
The unexpectedness of the action brought a squeal from Alyss, and the sound of running feet from hall below.
“Put me down.” She smacked him on the back and squirmed, kicking out at any part of his body she could connect with. He clenched her legs with his right arm before she managed to unman him with a lucky blow.
“Hold still.” A smack to her bottom punctuated his words. “And that was a command.” God’s elbow. Another act guaranteed to increase her ire. Would he ever learn?
What’s your favourite rainy day movie?
Hi, and thanks for having me visit today. It’s rained here for the past three days, and I’ve taken a few hours out to settle in for one of my favourite rainy day movies. I don’t have just one, and you probably don’t either. Kind of depends on my mood. I definitely don’t want a sad story, or one that involves too much identification of symbolism. I don’t even go for my usual favs, musicals.
I want one that will make me laugh, or will be a comfort, or even one with action that celebrates good over bad. I admit to some unusual choices too. Most of the ones I watch are older.
When I want a sweet, romantic story that makes me smile, I often watch While You Were Sleeping. It has a ‘regular, ordinary’ kind of heroine I can identify with and feel sad for and cheer toward a happy ending. She’splayed by Sandra Bullock. It has adorable, quirky secondary characters and an absolutely charming hero, played by a winning Bill Pullman. And a sweet, happy ending. It’s a feel good, comforting kind of afternoon watching.
When I want a feel-good story I can chuckle through—the choice is a little more challenging. And I’m open to suggestions. But lately, I’ve enjoyed Going in Style. It’s about three retired men whose company has ended its retirement fund, so they decide to rob a bank to supplement their income. With Michael Caine, Morgan Freeman, and Alan Arkin as the old-timers, it’s sweet. And The Goodbye Girl always makes me laugh at the fun dialogue.
When I can manage more intensity (and profanity) but still want to laugh, I slip in The Hitman’s Bodyguard.
When my mood is darker yet I want the solitary feeling of watching in the rain storm, it’s The Dirty Dozen (I know, but hey!). Another standby: Live Free or Die Hard (Die Hard is fine too).
I must admit, these favourites change, especially after I’ve watched a movie until I’m really tired of it. My list of former favs is pretty long.
What about you? What are some of your favourite rainy day movies? I’d love suggestions for new picks!
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Award-winning author Barbara Bettis has always loved history and English. As a college freshman, she considered becoming an archeologist until she realized there likely would be bugs and snakes involved. And math. Through careers as a newspaper reporter and editor, then a college journalism and English professor, she’s retained her fascination with history. Give her a research book and a pot of tea, and she’s happy for hours. But what really makes her smile is working on a new story. Now retired, she lives in Missouri where she edits for others and spins her own tales of heroines to die for—and heroes to live for.
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