Sword of Rhoswen
Chapter One
Brogan gazed at the nymph with a newfound wonder of the world. Most things
didn't surprise him. What he had not imagined was the Lass scaling the cart like
a lizard and firing upon him and his men with the valiance of a warrior. Her
lack of voice after slamming to the earth like the discards of the heavens was
understandable.
"Well, Lass, be ye real or a vision to my weary eyes?"
He noted her fingers tightening on the handle of the sword at her side. The
blade, short and fat, had no less lethal qualities than his. She scrambled to
her feet swiftly and swung the heavy-gauged weapon in attack.
Brogan took a defensive stance and let her blow glance off his ready steel.
She stepped back, staring in surprise.
"Do ye think for a minute I have lost all me senses, Lass?"
He had a keen anticipation for her moves and had no wish to fight the woman. The
unfortunate part was, female or not, she could be every bit as dangerous as she
appeared. She knew how to stand, to swing, and to lunge at him with her sword.
Her looks alone were enough to make him drop his guard. The ... read full excerpt from: Sword of Rhoswen ebook
