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 skipped Rainbow Snippets last week...mostly because I completely forgot to put a post together in all the chaos surrounding my move at the end of last week. But, I'm now in the new house, and though there are still boxes everywhere, I'm settling in enough to know what day it is and get a snippet up.
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...). This snippet is set a little further along in the same scene as the last one I posted. Savarin has informed the princes that they have a problem with Tournai's protection spells and that he plans to go investigate them more.
“Captain Loriot,” Prince Philip said after the door opened and closed, “perfect timing. Thank you for joining us.”
“Of course, Your Highness. You had need of me?”
Savarin glanced over as Loriot stepped up beside Lord Etan’s chair. The captain appeared his usual competent self this afternoon; Savarin hadn’t seen him look less than competent in all their association. His thick, dark hair all in place, short beard neatly trimmed, deep-red-and- brown uniform perfectly pressed. The royal seal was embroidered on itsbreast, his captain’s insignia displayed on the jacket’s arm.
“Yes, Captain,” Prince Philip said. “Master Savarin will be traveling along Tournai’s borders on an important mission for us. I’d like you to accompany him.”
Shock stole Savarin’s thoughts for a moment, but the protest came quickly. “Your Highness, that’s hardly necessary.”