The Bed Wife Chronicles: Love brought them together. Would tradition tear them apart?
The Heir Synopsis:
When Baylin and Luana find out she is with child, they are certain the worst is behind them. As Luana and Baylin’s relationship grows stronger every day, the entire Kingdom of Grasmere celebrates the prospect of an heir to the throne. However, the arrival of the royal family from Mirstone not only brings the chance of another deadly troll war, but also the prospect of an arranged marriage of the Kingdoms.
In the midst of it all, Baylin is forced to choose between his love for Luana and his fealty to his father and the Kingdom – knowing that his decision could potentially set the Keld Kingdoms against each other during a savage war.
Will Luana and Baylin be able to overcome the demands of the Kingdom and find happiness? Or will they be forced apart by duty, bloodshed and strife?
“It is amiable that you care for the girl, but it is folly,” the King said, trying to steady his tone.
“Father,” Baylin tried to interrupt.
“Enough!” The King said in a final tone.
The room went completely silent. The tension was thick and heavy in the air. Luana looked down in her lap quietly, fearful to make eye contact with the King.
After a few quiet moments the King continued, “Now, I was thinking that since she is already going to be our guest here, you might consider Princess Isla. You’ve known one another since you were young and it would surely solidify faith with King Gideon that we mean to make right on our plan to assist in retaking Mirstone.”
“I do not want Isla!” Baylin shouted, knocking his chair back as he stood abruptly to his feet. “I will not yield on this father.”
The King sighed and rubbed his wrinkled forehead. His face changed to a mournful expression as he looked up at his son. “We all make sacrifices for the good of the Kingdom, Baylin. You must do your duty.”
“Ashmur,” the Queen began attempting to urge the King to reconsider. Baylin paced back and forth, bawling his fists.
Luana watched the scene unfold before her, as though she was not really even in the room. The three argued about her and this Princess Isla, as though they were pieces of property to be secured.
Isla. The name caused bile to rise up in the back of Luana’s throat. So this is who will take Baylin from me.
The large room felt suddenly very small to Luana. It was filled with sounds and smells that assaulted her senses. She could not take it anymore. Respect or not she had to leave the room.
She stood abruptly, tipping her chair back and losing her balance. She stretched her arms out, trying to catch herself. She reached for the edge of the table but missed and her hand knocked a tray of cheese onto the stone floor with a crash. She swayed backward, her feet going weak under her. Just before her body hit the floor, Baylin caught her in his arms. His mouth was open and he was saying something to her but she could not hear the words. Then there was nothing but darkness.
Growing up in the Ozarks, as a child Suzanna spent her days wandered the fields and woods surrounding her home. She would imagine them to be filled with fairies, dragons, and all number of creatures.
Having not lost her childhood imagination, Suzanna has written numerous poems, songs and short stories that have won various awards. However, in 2014 she decided to stop wishing she could write a book, and made the dream a reality.
She is the author of ‘The Bed Wife Chronicles’ series. She also has three other books in the works.
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