It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets. The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ+
Today, I have another snippet for you from The Artist's Masquerade, which will be rereleasing through NineStar Press on Monday (or you already have it, if you ordered from NineStar). The Artist's Masquerade is the second book in the Chronicles of Tournai, though it stands alone, as all the other books in the series do, and is the story of Cathal, a dutiful and overly proper duke's heir, and Flavian, a sharp-tongued artist who's in disguise and on the run. An opposites attract romance plus spies and intrigue and magic. This snippet is follows directly after last week's (and I went way over six sentences, but I thought it necessary. I apologize, and I'll do better next time!).
“May I ask whom I will be marrying?” He immediately regretted histone as Father arched a single brow.
When Cathal didn’t jump to apologize quickly enough, Father let out a huff that expressed his disappointment more eloquently than a hundred words would have, but he answered anyway. “She’s a cousin of the emperor of Ardunn. Velia is her name. Beautiful, by all accounts, and accomplished, but the connections are the important part.”
Cathal hardly heard anything after Ardunn. Cousin to the emperor of Ardunn? What was Father thinking? And how had he even managed it?
Father looked up again, and this time his huff held more than a little annoyance. “Why are you staring at me that way?”
Cathal didn’t know how he was looking at his father. Usually he had more control, but incredulity seemed to have obliterated it. “Ardunn, Father? I don’t understand. Why—?”
“Don’t be stupid. If your cousin isn’t going to do his duty and marry for the good of this country, then it falls to you to take up where Prince Philip failed.”
And that statement made even less sense. “But, Father, you negotiated a marriage contract with the emperor of Ardunn. Does Philip know?”
Father scoffed. “He’ll know soon enough.”
When Cathal didn’t jump to apologize quickly enough, Father let out a huff that expressed his disappointment more eloquently than a hundred words would have, but he answered anyway. “She’s a cousin of the emperor of Ardunn. Velia is her name. Beautiful, by all accounts, and accomplished, but the connections are the important part.”
Cathal hardly heard anything after Ardunn. Cousin to the emperor of Ardunn? What was Father thinking? And how had he even managed it?
Father looked up again, and this time his huff held more than a little annoyance. “Why are you staring at me that way?”
Cathal didn’t know how he was looking at his father. Usually he had more control, but incredulity seemed to have obliterated it. “Ardunn, Father? I don’t understand. Why—?”
“Don’t be stupid. If your cousin isn’t going to do his duty and marry for the good of this country, then it falls to you to take up where Prince Philip failed.”
And that statement made even less sense. “But, Father, you negotiated a marriage contract with the emperor of Ardunn. Does Philip know?”
Father scoffed. “He’ll know soon enough.”
You can find more about The Artist's Masquerade, including preorder links, here. Also, all of my books, including The Artist's Masquerade, are 40% off in NineStar's site-wide sale—don't miss out on a great sale!
Stay safe and well, everyone.
Stay safe and well, everyone.
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