The
Tyrant King (The Peasant Queen 2)
Author: Cherie
Chesley
Genre: Fantasy
Tour Host: Lady
Amber's Tours
Book Description:
Krystal's peaceful life as queen of Fayterra is shattered
when a stranger arrives with a connection to Jareth that threatens to change
everything. Soon her loved ones are threatened, her people are under attack,
and Krystal must face a devastating loss. As the future becomes bleaker and the
mystery continues to unravel, Krystal's enemies will learn just how far she
will go to defend the people she loves.
Author Bio:
Currently blissful working mother of 5. Married to a
fantastic, amazing, supportive man. I love to read, I love to write and I love
taking pictures (though my skill is debatable lol).
Links:
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Blog: http://www.cheri-chesley.com/
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Excerpt:
The Wild Queen:
“Look
at that.” Aiden motioned needlessly. She’d already caught Lucien’s eye.
They’d broken
through the trees near King Robert’s castle. Below them a single rider raced
across the green field. They watched as she pulled the drawstring of her bow
and fired into the thick grass, catching a rabbit in the chest. She slowed her
horse and slid off its back in one fluid motion, and bent to pick up her prize.
A second rider came up behind her and she tossed it to him.
She shouldered her
bow and regained the saddle, but before she could turn the horse away, she
stopped and looked in their direction. Lucien couldn’t see how she sensed their
presence. They sat on the rise overlooking the valley, and were still shaded by
the forest behind them.
He felt her gaze
pierce him to the core, but she didn’t linger. She shared something with her
companion, who also glanced their way, and then they both shot off in the
direction of the castle.
Lucien suddenly
became aware of the men behind him, waiting patiently for their king to give
the order to proceed. He looked at Aiden. “Let’s go. I’m suddenly weary to
reach our destination.”
“Yes, Sire.” Aiden
smiled at him.
They met a large
group of Norvallen soldiers outside the village. The leader stopped in front of
Lucien. “I am Corvall, Norvallen Master of Arms.”
“I am Lucien
Gildresleve, King of Demarde,” he said. “King Robert is expecting me.”
Corvall frowned.
“Not for another five days.”
Lucien smiled
thinly. “We made good time.”
This explanation
evidently didn’t appease the soldier. He grunted and said, “Very well. We will
escort you to the castle.”
Aiden moved
alongside Lucien as they followed Corvall. “He seems friendly.”
“Don’t antagonize
him,” Lucien said. “We’re on a diplomatic mission, remember?”
“I remember we
were invited,” said Aiden. “We don’t treat guests like this.”
“We’re not
constantly attacked.”
Aiden slid his
hand to his sword. “Perhaps he needs a lesson in manners.”
Lucien spoke
softly. “I forbid you to brain the Master of Arms.”
“Then perhaps I’ll just take him behind the stables and nicely
request he treat my king with more deference,” Aiden said just as softly.
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