Good morning, or should I say good afternoon to those across the pond? We had a lovely visit from Princess Anne who brought a message from Queen Elizabeth on Tuesday when Canada rededicated our War Memorial to include all those who lost their lives, at whatever point in time, in the service of our country. Most recently, a young soldier standing guard at the very place where we have the Tomb of the Unknown soldier, a young Canadian whose bones were repatriated a few years ago. was gunned down and killed by an extremist, sadly a Canadian, who believed he was obeying the call of Allah and ISIS. It’s a terrible world we live in.
On that tragic note, I’ve decide to give you a peek at my upcoming release, The Price of Honor, due out December 1. It’s long bothered me that while there are literally tons of historical romances set during the seventeenth century, There are very few that explore the birth of my country. As a French Canadian, my roots came from France. My aunt and my cousin decided to research that, and found the earliest ancestor we can lay claim to arrived in Canada in 1664, as part of the soldiers sent to protect New France against the Mohawk Confederacy. I used creative license to weave a story around the historical data of 1668.
Here is my Hump Day Hook:
“The king has made a decision about your future and that of Sophie. I hope you’ll be as pleased with the arrangements as I am.” He smiled and Isabelle fought not to recoil from him.
“Since you weren’t listening, let me repeat his majesty’s decree.” Henriette preened in the mirror. “Sophie’s going to New France as Fille du Roi, while you’re to marry the Chevalier d’Angrignon. You’ll take over the duties as Comtesse de Caen, and I’ll become one of the queen’s ladies in waiting. I’ll be Dame Henriette de Poitou. We’ll both win. Isn’t it wonderful? ”
Mouth agape, Isabelle stared from her step-mother to the chevalier. The king’s ordered this? Why? “Does Sophie have no say in the matter? I know she doesn’t carry royal blood, but surely she still has some rights?”
Annoyance and anger played across her would-be fiancé’s face. Sophie going to the colonies was bad enough, but marry him? Never. She’d throw herself on the mercy of the king.
I hope you enjoyed a look at Isabelle’s future. There are rough waters ahead for her. Please take time to check out the Hump Day Hook Blogspot to reach others today.