"Wonderful story of love in Scotland!"
Since their father died, Lady Honora has taken charge of
her sisters, Beatrix and Rosemary, along with her
household. The new Duke, her uncle, along with his brother,
have been raising the girls ever since. Now in Edinburg for
the season, they are trying to force Honora to marry. After
having rejected every suitor her uncles have found for her,
they are attempting to force her into accepting an earl as
her future husband. Of course, the earl is fat, vain
looking for someone to raise his children. Engaged in an
argument with her uncles, Honora storms from the room and
right into a brick wall. The brick wall turns out to be a
man. And not just any man, but the Laird of Clan McCloud. After seeing the beautiful Lady Honora, Brec McCloud
decides she would be the perfect woman to rule at his side
on the Isle of Myst. That is one of the reasons for his
visit to Edinburg, to find a wife. After gaining her
uncle's permission, Brec begins to court the Lady Honora. When Honora's sister Beatrix is about to become engaged,
she knows she must make a decision as to her own marriage.
Her uncles will never allow a younger sister to wed before
she does. Deciding to pick the lesser of two evils, Honora
decides to marry Brec McCloud, especially after they were
caught in a somewhat compromising situation. They end up
marrying in haste and leaving for the Isle of Myst,
accompanied by Lanie, her maid, and a priest. Assuring
Honora he won't touch her until they are wed again on the
Isle of Myst, Brec makes good his promise and Honora spends
her wedding night sleeping with her sisters. This is just the beginning of her unusual marriage to the
mysterious Brec McCloud. What will happen when they reach the Isle of Myst? Will
Honora and Brec ever find the happiness of love in their
marriage? Will the earl find another woman to wed, or will
he pursue Honora again? Will Honora be happy on the Isle of
Myst with Highlanders since she is a Lowlander? Will she be
accepted as the lady of the castle? SPEAK OF LOVE is a wonderful Scottish love story. Linda
Madl does a good job of taking us to the period before
Cromwell came into power in England. And in this story, we
have the unique opportunity of seeing this period of
history from a Scottish, rather than an English, point of
view as in most medieval romances. We also have the thrill
of real historical figures introduced into the story. As
Honora travels to her new home on the Isle of Myst, she
begins to figure out there is more to her husband and his
clan than what he told her. Honora is forced to learn about
her own strengths and weaknesses as she slowly learns the
story of what happened to Brec's older brother. Meanwhile,
Brec is forced to look at his own life and decide what is
really important to him and just how much he wants to keep
Honora, not to mention the very real threat to his
leadership of the clan, not to mention his and Honora's
life. This is a fantastic story filled with all kinds of
political intrigue and true feelings and one I highly
recommend to all lovers of Scottish love stories.
Reviewed by Chere Gruver
Posted November 15, 2006
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"I'd rather marry the Devil himself . . ."vowed Lady Honora, her green eyes flashing as she refused her uncles' choice of a vain, greedy widower as her husband. Striding from the room she collided headlong with a stranger, whose mocking smile and black eyes made her think for a heart- stopping moment, that she had conjured the devil himself. And perhaps she had . . . Brec McCloud was a mysterious figure among the Highland clans, a rogue, and the new Laird of the Isle of Myst. Honora was forced to accept his offer of courtship, and soon his magical gifts and passionate attentions convinced her their proud hearts could join as one. But at the Laird's ancestral castle where Honora would reign as Lady, she discovered dark secrets, a tale of murder and a cruel betrayal. With a woman's special strength, she would fight to believe in her Laird, as an enemy's lies threatened to tear them apart, leaving only the wild, crashing sea to hear him calling her name . . . and his words of love.
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