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    Pendragon's Obsession
    Pendragon's Obsession
    Pendragon's Obsession
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    Pendragon's Obsession

    By Cornelia Amiri

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    Eigyr is the woman the gods meant for King Uthyr. The lady who will bare his children as foretold by the fiery dragon comet, but there's one problem…she's married to one of his dukes. The sensuous powerful king awakens Eigyr's lust but she will not break her wedding vows. Driven by a deep, overpowering desire, Uthyr would do anything to have but one night with Eigyr. 


    The king's druid, Menw holds the answer to Uthyr's dilemma. Magic. But at what cost?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCornelia Amiri
    Release dateDec 1, 2014
    ISBN9781386116134
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      Pendragon's Obsession - Cornelia Amiri

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      The gentle breeze blowing in off the Thames and the soft sun made for a pleasant Easter. Newly crowned King of the Britons, Uthyr, took his place at the banquet table. He didn’t eat any of the dishes on the feasting board, for a woman had captured his gaze. Every dimple and curve of her luminous face called to him. Her radiant auburn hair and deep blue eyes, like the ones on a peacock's tail feathers, set his mind awhirl. He inhaled her fragrance, a swirl of lavender edged with musky hawthorn. His favorite smell had always been that of roasted meat, but he knew from now on it would be lavender and hawthorn…her scent.

      She’d come with Gwrlais, her husband. They’d ridden to London at Uthyr’s command, as had all the nobles in Britannia and their wives, daughter and sons. He’d summoned them to attend his coronation today.

      Uthyr tore his gaze away from the most beautiful woman in all of Britannia to the duke sitting on the other side of her. Did you and your lady wife, he nodded at the beauty, have an enjoyable ride from Cornwall?

      Most pleasant, my king. Gwrlais lifted his goblet and took a sip of mead.

      Uthyr fixed his eyes back on the duke’s wife. And you, Lady Eigyr, is the feast to your liking?

      It is grand, the food, the palace, your coronation.

      Uthyr’s gaze was captured by her temptingly plump lips the whole time she spoke to him. He licked his lips. The palace was built for a Roman governor almost four hundred years ago. It’s mine now…a Celtic palace.

      Gwrlais set his goblet on the table with a clunk. My king, we are Roman in part. Do we not take the best of both worlds?

      Uthyr jerked his head toward the duke. His jaw and neck tightened. You sit at the board of a Celtic king. You are here to celebrate victories in the north and the imprisonment of Saxon warlords, Octa and Eosa, in this very city. Who brought that about?

      Why, you brought us victories and captured those villainous Saxon leaders, my king.

      Yes, I and other Celts. Rome deserted us. I share no love of the long gone Romans. Nor should you as my duke.

      Gwrlais bowed his head. I misspoke, my king.

      Am I not called the Pendragon?

      Indeed you are. The duke nodded in agreement.

      Is that not a Celtic title for leader? Uthyr leaned back in his chair and glared at Gwrlais. The man had interrupted his conversation with Eigyr. Pendragon, head-dragon, chief of the warriors … King. So they say. He cut off a slice of pork on his plate and popped it into his mouth.

      It is so. Gwrlais tilted his chin up.

      Uthyr ignored him. He felt woozy, almost mindless as he gazed into Eigyr’s sparkling eyes. The comet is the cause of it all. A blaze, hurtling through the sky, shaped into a fiery dragon with two serpentine tails. One lashed out beyond the old Celtic land of Gaul, the other reached towards the Irish Sea and unraveled into seven sparkling threads. He winked at Eigyr. Menw, son of Teirwaedd, prophesied the fierce dragon tail that blazed beyond Gaul heralded a son, a king to hold power over all the kingdoms beneath his reach. Its other exhilarant tail symbolized a daughter, whose sons and grandsons would rule over Logres.

      Eigyr laid her hand on the table by her plate. Uthyr covered her hand with his. This morning I was crowned king, just as that comet foretold. Today I ordered my goldsmith to cast two mystical dragons of pure gold, one for each ray, my future heirs. The king gave her soft hand a squeeze. Would you like me to have my goldsmith fashion a memento of this day for you? Perhaps a dragonhead brooch?

      The annoying duke cleared his throat loudly and Uthyr tilted his head toward him. It is a tradition of Celtic hospitality for a chief to give gifts to his guests. Is it not?

      You are generous, my king, but my wife has no need of a gold token to remember your coronation. Gwrlais spoke calmly but there was a hint of

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