Check out Elaine’s world of royalty…. princes and princesses…. ooo…. and arranged marriage…
I have not read The Enchanted yet, but I want to remind you all that after you read any book, be sure to place a review on Goodreads or Amazon… or heck… do both… lol… we writers need time, and appreciate the time you take to tell us what you think… and now off to Elaine’s post…
Forced by his father into a marriage he didn’t want, Prince Alan soon finds that his bride isn’t the sweet, submissive creature he expected. Morgane has the heart of a dragon and beauty beyond compare, but she isn’t thrilled about the marriage either. When black treachery threatens the kingdom, Morgane and Alan embark on a perilous journey that has an excellent chance of ending in failure and death for them and all of their people.
“Do you see anyone?” Alan whispered. “We must hurry, Morgane. The afternoon grows late.”
“I see no one.”
They eased into the deserted street, but no one appeared to molest them. “Go quickly,” Alan hissed.
They set off at a trot, making good time even though the slap of their feet on the broken sidewalks sounded as loud as thunder to Morgane. One of the cannibal’s arms came free from Nerian s tunic and struck Alan with every step they took, but they dared not stop. The Pool of Lodane had just come into view when Nerian’s grandmother revived.
“She is awake!” Nerian cried as the creature rolled its eyes at him.
Morgane turned around in time to see the thing jerk Alan s handkerchief from its mouth. It wailed and screeched like a soul in torment. Answering howls filled the late afternoon with horror. “Run!” Alan roared.
They ran. Morgane s breath came in gasps. Her chest burned, as did her calves. All of our efforts are doomed! Behind her she heard Nerian scream. From the corner of her eye, she saw him vanish beneath a writhing mass of green, but neither she nor Alan paused in their sprint for life.
Cannibals poured from every building and street. So many of them! The streets were painted in putrid green. Their only hope was to reach the pool.
Alan growled low in his chest, breezing past Morgane as if she were not even moving. With only steps to go, he dove into the pool, with the old cannibal still slung across his shoulders.
Morgane threw herself to the ground with a scream as a huge clap of thunder filled the air. It rolled and echoed across the entire world. Her hands flew up to cover her ears. Would it never stop? Black clouds roiled and churned, turning the sky an inky black.
The pool screamed. Horrible shrieks joined the cacophony of the skies. Green smoke billowed into the air as if the very water had caught fire. Waves almost as tall as her father s castle shot upward from the pool.
The wave expelled Alan and the cannibal from the water. Morgane screamed until her throat felt raw. “Draw a circle!” Alan roared as he jumped into the pool again, his arms still locked around the old sorceress.
Draw a circle? Draw a circle with the cannibals almost within touching distance? The prophecy! Frantically she used her foot to draw a circle in the dirt and stepped inside. Perhaps it would provide some protection from the cannibals.
In the end, she needed no protection. The cannibals stood as if rooted in place. Nothing about them moved. The wind had picked up to gale force. It took all her strength to remain inside the circle, but not even the cannibals’ hair moved in the wind.
Alan shoved the grandmother out of the pool and promptly jerked her back in.
The minute she entered the water for the third time, the sky cleared. A lovely pink and blue sunset shone above them. The green fog disappeared, and the water in which Alan stood became a beautiful, calm blue.
Morgane blinked, and in that brief moment the cannibals dissolved into sand.
Elaine Cantrell’s Biography
Elaine Cantrell was born and raised in South Carolina. She holds a master’s degree in personnel services from Clemson University. She is a member of Alpha Delta Kappa, an international honorary society for women educators and is also a member of Romance Writers of America. Her first novel, A New Leaf, was the 2003 winner of the Timeless Love Contest. When she isn’t writing or teaching, she enjoys reading, traveling, and collecting vintage Christmas ornaments.
Character Interview Princess Morgane from The Enchanted:
… Greetings, kind readers. I am Madame de Barra, and I have been granted the honor of an interview with the Princess Morgane. I am rather nervous even though I am an experienced interviewer. I have read Madame Cantrell’s tale The Enchanted and must confess that I am all atwitter at the thought of meeting the princess. Oh! She comes now.
Madame de Barra scrambles to her feet and bows deeply. “My princess.”
Princess Morgane inclines her head to Madame de Barra. “Please, take a seat, Madame. It is my honor to meet you.”
They both sit in comfortable twin chairs covered in red velvet with an eagle embroidered on the back.
Madame de Barra: “Thank you for granting me an interview, Princess Morgane.”
Princess Morgane: “I am grateful for your interest in my story.”
- Madame de Barra: “The entire kingdom is interested in your story. For the benefit of anyone who has not met you, would you introduce yourself and tell us your occupation?”
“I am the Princess Morgane, daughter of King Maccus, wife of Prince Alan who is heir to his father King Bowdyn. My occupation? I am a princess.”
2. What or who is the greatest love of your life? Why? What drew you to them?
“Beyond the shadow of a doubt, it is my husband Prince Alan. Our love story did not begin the way most do. Our fathers arranged a marriage for the two of us even though we had never met. I did not expect to even like him, but I grew to love him almost immediately. How could I not? He is everything a man should be. He is kind, generous, clever, protective, and he is fair to look upon.”
3. What is your greatest fear?
Princess Morgane bites her lip. “I fear that one day I might lose the prince. We live in a dangerous world. He promises to take care of himself, but I am still fearful.”
4. “What is your most important goal?”
“I have long been concerned over the lack of opportunities for women. I am doing research to see what can be done about it. I myself have been victimized by men, and I long to live in a world where men and women are treated the same.”
5.”What is your favorite food?”
The princess laughs. “I am overly fond of chocolate. It is so costly that even the king cannot often have it, but he did serve chocolate truffles at the banquet honoring Madame Cantrell. In fact, the entire kingdom honors Madame for her marvelous book The Enchanted.”
Madame deBarra nods her head. “As a representative of the press, I covered the release party that the king gave for Madame Cantrell. If my readers are interested, they can find my coverage of the party at RELEASE DAY: The Enchanted Thank you, Princess Morgane for your time. I have greatly enjoyed meeting you.”