Author: C.K. Brooke
Genre: Fantasy / Romance
Love is destined to find her... Dainy doesn't know that she is the lost Duchess of Jordinia, believed to have been assassinated fifteen years ago. Nor does she know that her uncle has implemented an illegal contest to seek her, offering her marriage hand as the reward! Though at odds, three clashing rivals - including a noble giant, a forest dweller and a thieving rake - voyage together by woodland, prairie and sea to recover the lost royal, notwithstanding the assassins and spies at their tail. Soon, young Dainy is swept into a comically complex romantic quadrangle as each suitor competes to capture her heart. Charmingly romantic and bursting with political intrigue, startling twists and vivid characters, readers of romance and fantasy alike will adore this original yet timeless tale of swashbuckling adventure and unlikely love.
C. K. Brooke is a fantasy/romance writer. She is the author of The Duchess Quest (Jordinia: Book 1), now available in paperback and e-book. Her next two novels, The Duchess Inheritance (Jordinia: Book 2) and The Red Pearl, are coming soon to 48fourteen Publishing. She lives in Washington, Michigan with her husband and son. Visit her at www.CKBrooke.com.
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“We believe we’ve learned the identity of your parents,” said Aunt Priya gently.
Dainy had not been expecting this. She’d been preparing herself for any manner of issues, from marriage, to being asked to leave the inn, now that she was of age. But not this. She had been told long ago that she was abandoned as a babe, left on the doorstep of the inn. She had never wondered about it further. Why would her aunts bring it up now? And what did it matter, now that she was grown?
Her stomach knotted. Should she try to look for these parents? Did she even wish to meet them, after they had apparently deserted her? “Where are they, then?” she inquired, in spite of herself.
“Dead,” Pascale answered bluntly.
Dainy stared at him, shocked. All of her spinning emotions crashed to a screeching halt, piling upon one another, until she could no longer stand it. She wiped a tear from her eye. “Then why tell me at all?” she wanted to angrily shout, but the words only came out in a hoarse whisper. She swatted away another tear.
“Dainy.” Uncle Pascale frowned. “Do you recall what happened to the royal family of Jordinia?”
Dainy thought for a moment. She knew the northern nation had once been a great empire, until it was overthrown by the people’s New Republic, when she was very small. “Weren’t they all killed?”
“Almost all,” said Pascale carefully.
Dainy was growing frustrated. “But what does this have to do with my parents?”
“Your parents,” Paxi whispered, and Dainy was taken aback to see tears glittering in her eyes, “we believe, were the Emperor and Empress of Jordinia.”
Dainy’s breath caught. She could scarcely comprehend this. Her parents, an emperor and empress?
Then who did that make her?