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+
I'm a little later than usual with my Rainbow Snippet this week—unpacking is still consuming my life, and I keep losing track of time! Hopefully, I can get things back to normal soon.
Today, I'm sharing another snippet from The Sorcerer's Guardian, which is now back out in the world with a gorgeous new cover by Natasha Snow. (But I may switch over soon to snippets from my upcoming new release, The Envoy's Honor, which is currently with the proofreader.) The Sorcerer's Guardian is an opposites attract fantasy romance between an arrogant sorcerer and a loyal guard captain sent on a mission for the crown. They spend a lot of time clashing with each other and manage to tumble into love along the way (and at one point, they are stuck at an inn with only one room left and only one bed...). I'm picking up in this snippet just a little bit after the last. Savarin was told by the princes that Captain Loriot would accompany him on his journey for protection, which Savarin was less than pleased about. But he was unable to change Prince Philip's mind. Savarin and Loriot have now left the princes' presence and are discussing the matter together.
“I don’t need a minder or a protector.” Savarin didn’t raise his voice, but his tone was firm--it probably intimidated all the lesser mortals the great sorcerer dealt with. Loriot wouldn’t be intimidated.
“Prince Philip believes otherwise, and though I believe I’m needed here to ensure the safety of the royal family, I cannot disobey his order.” Even if he wanted to. He would do his duty to the prince. “The prince has made up his mind. There’s little sense in arguing with him about it.”
He didn’t add Savarin had tried and hadn’t gotten far. He didn’t need to—the disgruntled look in Savarin’s eye told Loriot he realized it quite well.