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The Beltane Choice by Nancy Jardine
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Can the Celtic Tribes repel the Roman army?
AD 71
Banished
from the nemeton, becoming a priestess is no longer the future for Nara, a princess of the
Selgovae tribe. Now charged with choosing a suitable mate before Beltane, her
plan is thwarted by Lorcan, an enemy Brigante prince, who captures her and
takes her to his hill fort. Despite their tribes fighting each other, Nara feels drawn to her
captor, but time runs out for her secret quest.
As armies
of the Roman Empire march relentlessly northwards, Lorcan intends to use Nara as a marriage
bargain, knowing all Celtic tribes must unite to be strong enough to repel
imminent Roman attack. Nara’s
father, Callan, agrees to a marriage alliance between Selgovae and Brigante,
but has impossible stipulations. Lorcan is torn between loyalty to his tribe
and growing love for Nara.
When
danger and death arrive in the form of the mighty Roman forces, will Nara be able to choose
her Beltane lover?
Excerpt:
“Leave me be,
Brigante. By Rhianna, unhand me!” Her order had the effect she requested,
though did not expect. Crashing to the ground, her swollen leg jarred a further
time on the rough banking.
“You got what
you wanted, did you not?” he gibed nastily, her attempt to hide the mutter of
pain having been unsuccessful.
Unwilling to
guard her tongue, she railed. “How would you know that? Revenge is all you care
for.”
“Revenge?
Aye, I want revenge, but I desire much more.”
His tone
controlled, Lorcan loomed, his questioning relentless with barely time for a
breath in between. Nara’s
refusal to answer remained firm, yet her silence fanned the flames for he
insisted.
“The warrior
riding this fine horse–who was he to have such a prized animal? I know now he
cannot have been your husband!”
His gaze
strayed to her chest. Again. Nara
felt a flare of gratification when he appeared exasperated with himself on
realising. Ignoring his hurtful probing, and the tingling at her chest, she
rolled to her feet and hobbled to the other side of the filly, favouring her
weight on her good leg.
“Give answer.
Was he your husband?”
“Nay, not my
husband.” She confronted him, her words beseeching. “What did you do with
Cearnach? I see no sign of him.”
Ignoring her
plea, Lorcan tugged the horses away, keeping both reins when he agilely mounted
the stallion.
“Ride!”
He pulled her
filly forwards, kicking his heels into Rowan’s flesh. Turning their direction
south-eastwards he headed for the flat river’s edge leading to the deep forests
far to their left.
If she
escaped, she would be done with the infuriating man. Whirling around, she darted
off for the edge of the woods.
Twww…aaa…nnng!
Again, a
humming spear blocked her path.
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