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Christina Dodd

Genre: Medieval, England, Historical Romance

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Once a Knight

"Once a prince, always a prince. ONCE A KNIGHT is enough." Actually, once a night isn't enough for my medieval hero, Sir David. In fact, David fulfills all of any woman's requirements. He's a legend in his own time, a knight who killed a boar when he was but 16, who saved the king from an attack of 15 murderous villains, and who even today thinks and hopes that the lady he wishes to woo will take his measure and be impressed...well, use your imagination.

The proper and wealthy Lady Alisoun is too savvy for such nonsense. It's the size of Sir David's legend that interests her, for a deadly enemy is threatening and England's finest is required to confront such a challenge.

But legends become legends only with the passing of years, and unfortunately Lady Alisoun doesn't think to ask about the current condition of Sir David or his fighting skills.

Worse still, the disreputable knight sees in her a means to better his current less-than-legendary lifestyle. She is a prize to be won, using fair means, or foul. If Lady Alisoun isn't prudent, she'll lose not only the well-deserved title of England's Oldest Virgin Widow, but also her heart.

The ghosts of Humphrey Bogart and Katherine Hepburn sat one on either shoulder as I wrote ONCE A KNIGHT. I could hear the scruffy Charlie and the prim Rosie as they battled their way downstream in "The African Queen." Those two immortal characters discovered that their differences can unite as well as divide, and that only by combining their strengths could they survive to the end of their voyage. Like Charlie and Rosie, Sir David and Lady Alisoun become eager lovers, then reluctant friends, and in a turn of events that shocks even them, legends whose love will endure through the ages.

Here's an excerpt:

"My thanks, Sir David. It's good to know I have hired a man experienced in every field."

Irritated, he could only stare as she freed herself from his grip. How did she do that? How could she be trembling in his arms one moment, and indifferent the next? He wanted to grab her and shake her until the mask she wore fell away. Instead he watched as she glided away from him with her usual poise. He almost turned away from the sight of her. He almost missed it, but as she walked past the door, she staggered and caught at the frame.

She glanced back at him in embarrassment.

He pretended he hadn't seen it. But he now knew his plan. From now on, he would woo her and win her with kindness and patience. He would oil his tongue and court her, and before she knew it, she would be in the thrall of that romantic rot.

Perhaps he would have to shave, after all.

I can think of no better wish for my readers than to hope that as you finish ONCE A KNIGHT, you think of the love of your life and know that the two of you are creating a legend, too.

Please write to me at P.O. Box 323, Stafford, TX 77497-0323.

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