Congratulations to Mary Anne Yarde on the exciting release of Book 5 of the Du Lac Chronicles! Today, while Mary Anne is racing around the blogosphere launching her new book, we have a treat of an excerpt. And next week, a terrific interview and Author Chat about her fascinating Du Lac series.
The Du Lac Curse: Book 5 of The Du Lac Chronicles
God against Gods. King against King. Brother against Brother.
Mordred Pendragon had once said that the sons of Lancelot would eventually destroy each other, it seemed he was right all along.
Garren du Lac knew what the burning pyres meant in his brother’s kingdom — invasion. But who would dare to challenge King Alden of Cerniw for his throne? Only one man was daring enough, arrogant enough, to attempt such a feat — Budic du Lac, their eldest half-brother.
While Merton du Lac struggles to come to terms with the magnitude of Budic’s crime, there is another threat, one that is as ancient as it is powerful. But with the death toll rising and his men deserting who will take up the banner and fight in his name?
Please enjoy this excerpt:
“My mind is not troubled,” Garren insisted.
“Of course not. You are a du Lac. The world can throw anything at you, and you will survive it. You are more like your father than you know.”
“I always found it strange when people who had never met my father, compared us.”
“Lancelot’s reputation always went before him. Alden knew you went to Wessex,” Santo stated, changing the subject. “He knew you met with Cerdic. He knew that the two of you chartered a boat to Brittany.”
“And I have a good reason for that, but it is not what you think…”
The door opened, and Chesten walked in with a steaming bowl of pottage in one hand and a spoon in the other.
“I thought ee might be ’ungry,” Chesten said, handing the bowl to Santo.
“Thank you, Chesten. That was very thoughtful of you.”
“Everyone, apart from me husband, knows that I be a thoughtful person. Well, I…” she smiled. “I’ll leave ee two to it. Looks like yer got a lot of talking to do. Call if yer der need me.”
“Thank you,” Santo said again.
Both men waited until Chesten had shut the door firmly behind her.
“Tell me what happened,” Garren pleaded. “I need to know.”
Santo sat down on the floor and dipped the spoon into the pottage. Garren watched as the healer raised the spoon to his mouth and sampled the best that this God-forsaken tavern had to offer.
“I had heard it said that when Lucifer was thrown to earth from Heaven, a third of God’s angels went with him. I never held much faith in that statement. Stars. Angels. The Bible can be interpreted any way if it serves your purpose, I suppose.” Santo sighed deeply.
“What has this got to do with—”
“Alden was betrayed by his knights,” Santo stated almost matter-of-factly.
“He was what?” Garren gasped the question for he had not been expecting Santo’s words. “Rozen said it was Josephine.”
“The child is right. I don’t know what she did. Or what she promised the knights. But they forsook Alden without a second thought. I would like to say that I saw through that woman from the first moment I met her, but I too fell for her story. We all did.”
“Merton didn’t. He didn’t,” Garren stated with anger — not at Merton but himself.
“Merton is always one step ahead of everybody else, but I think even Merton was blind to this. The wine was poisoned. Alden…” Santo frowned as he dipped his spoon back into the bowl. “Josephine set fire to the Queen’s Hall, and during the confusion, I managed to slip away unnoticed.”
“You left my brother—”
About Mary Anne Yarde
Mary Anne Yarde is the multi award-winning author of the International Bestselling Series — The Du Lac Chronicles. Set a generation after the fall of King Arthur, The Du Lac Chronicles takes you on a journey through Dark Age Britain and Brittany, where you will meet new friends and terrifying foes. Based on legends and historical fact, The Du Lac Chronicles is a series not to be missed.
Born in Bath, England, Mary Anne Yarde grew up in the southwest of England, surrounded and influenced by centuries of history and mythology. Glastonbury — the fabled Isle of Avalon — was a mere fifteen-minute drive from her home, and tales of King Arthur and his knights were part of her childhood.
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