Thanks so much for having me on your blog today, Babette. I’ve just released The Gentle Knight which is the second in The Norman Conquest Series. I’d like to put the series into context and talk a little about some of my characters ,especially the Godwinsons since they carry through all three books.
The Norman Conquest Series takes place in 1074 and 1075, after Duke William of Normandy crossed the English channel with a thousand long boats, seven thousand soldiers, and at least three thousand horses to win the day at the Battle of Hastings in England. He was fighting against the forces of the newly crowned King Harold Godwinson. Both Harold and William claimed the right to be king at Edward the Confessor’s death but since Harold was with him when he died, Harold was the first to the crown. He was also already known to the court. His whole family was known to the court.
The Godwinson family was very powerful in England. They followed in their father’s footsteps working closely and ingratiating themselves with the Kings. This relationship was not without its problems. When they ticked King Edward off, he sent them away, exiling them to Ireland. He would eventually get over it and let them come back. This is the back drop for a lot of excitement and I’ve incorporated it into my writing with very entertaining speculation and political intrigue. Crossing from Ireland to England and back again, the questions of where these Godwinsons may have gone and what kind of plans or connections they may have been making is exciting to think about.
The first in the series, The Saxon Bride, is about John, the man who killed the brother of King Harold, Leofwine. He is betrothed by King William to Rowena, who just happens to be the daughter of Leofwine. Talk about awkward. A Norman and a Saxon being forced to marry would be difficult enough but throw in the murder of the bride’s father? How could they ever work that out?
The second book is The Gentle Knight. It tells the story of Peter, John’s close friend, who returns to Normandy after the end of the first book to find his lover died in childbirth just as his own mother had delivering him. Quite a blow. King William sends him north to the disputed area of York for information. Peter comes across a young lady from Drogheda, Ireland, Brighit, in need of some assistance. She is determined to follow through with her father’s dying request and take her vows at the Priory. The developing attraction the two have for each other is not something either one of them needs.
The third book will be about Brighit’s brother, Tadhg. He was the sixth son of the seventh son of the seventh son. If any of you are Irish and know the legend, it’s the seventh son of the seventh son of the seventh son who is supposed to have magical powers. After Tadhg, only Brighit was born. This is where the connections to the Godwinsons really gets played out.
So here’s a good question for you. Should this book be called The Seventh Son? That was my first inclination but technically it’s about the sixth son—Tadhg. So maybe it should be called The Sixth Son? I’d love your opinions.
I’ll give away an ecopy of The Gentle Knight to one visitor!
Thank you, Babette, for having me here today.
A medieval soldier returns home to find his lover died in childbirth just as his own mother had. Believing he is cursed, Peter of Normandy turns from love. When he must give escort to an Irish princess more noble than many knights, he struggles with his decision to live a solitary life. Can he take the chance that his love won’t be a death sentence and possibly make them stronger?
Padraig MacNaughton’s death bed decree rips his daughter, Brighit, from the shelter of her protective clan in Ireland. Forced to take vows at a Priory in England, she finds herself in the hands of lecherous mercenaries with their own agendas. Dare she trust the Norman knight to see her safely to her new life as a nun? Even when she finds in him the fulfillment of all she’s ever wanted?
Or will honor and duty eclipse their one chance for happiness?
The barrenness of the countryside would take Brighit some time to get used to. Perhaps it was only this area, but it seemed nothing like her home which was so lush and green. She missed her family. A tightness began to build in her throat but Brighit refused to acknowledge it. A splashing sound came to her from just beyond the tree stand.
She glanced back the way she’d come. The need to return immediately or confront Ivan’s wrath had her clenching her teeth. That splash sounded very much like the lake Lachlann had mentioned. A chance to clean her face and hands in a refreshing body of water rather than with a soaked cloth? The heat in that confined carriage was making her wilt. She sniffed and confirmed her stench was overwhelming. Before even thinking it through, she headed in the direction of the sound.
Brighit paused on the barely discernible path. Sure she heard rustling, she glanced behind at the open field she’d come from. It was empty. Nothing behind her that could make such a sound. Was it a deer perhaps? Taking a few steps farther, the small rise gave way to the breathtaking sight of a small lake. The top glistened like glass without a ripple to disturb its surface.
The slight breeze carried the pungent aroma of honeysuckle and lavender. The plants would be a wonderful thing to find and put in with her few belongings. Each night she would be surrounded by the smell of flowers. Without another thought she headed through the bushes to her right, careful to not make a sound in case the deer were still nearby. Movement along the banks drew her attention and she froze.
A man stood there dripping wet and naked. He pushed his hair away from his face. A handsome face with a strong jaw and a thick brow. She followed the movement of his hands, sloshing the water off his chiseled body. Blond hair spanned his broad chest and across his rippled torso, leading down his muscular legs, glistening in the fading light. His tarse was visible even from this distance. She looked long and hard. Her breathing became labored. Magnificent.
He turned in her direction. She ducked. She held her breath and shivered in the bush, willing her heart to stop pounding so loudly. When she ventured another peek, he was gone. Disappointment welled up inside her gut. She’d wanted nothing more than to sit and watch him, imagine how it would feel to run her hands down his expansive chest and firm body as he had done, to appreciate the rippled strength there. She blew out the breath she’d been holding and licked her dry lips. That certainly wasn’t going to happen, not in this lifetime—as a nun. A small bush of purple flowers brushed her hand and she snatched it. Lavender. The sun was dropping below the hills in the west and she needed to get back. Enough of these wasted desires.
Desire made things happen. It was her grandfather’s favorite saying. As the seventh son, he had been a man of some notoriety among Irish nobility. He was given the Celtic Princess, Faighrah, to wed. When he sired his own seventh son, the other leaders turned to him for guidance, for wisdom, in return for unfailing loyalty. The belief always that the seventh son of the seventh son of the seventh son had a special anointing from God. No evil could befall him.
Brighit was no son and evil seemed a little too close. Ivan had told her he would not hesitate to make up a lie about who she was. Even saying she was his wife. Others would believe him because he was a man. Perhaps a little more protection from the same God who made her a female was not asking too much.
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10 thoughts on “The Godwinsons in The Norman Conquest Series by Ashley York, Author of The Gentle Knight”
The Seventh Son just has that ring to it, and since the legend plays a part of the story, there’s you reason for using it. It sounds very interesting how you’ve combined Saxon and Irish history. Intriguing.
Thanks, Mary. I agree. I really like the sound of it, too.
Very intriguing! Congrats on the release:-)
the seventh son does sound more intriguing ,makes us conquer up magic and strenght
I agree, Sharon.
I do like The Seventh Son very much and since it’s related to the legend, it is befitting. I have your first book in this series on my TBR list, right in my Kindle, and I’m looking forward to read it.
Thanks for your comment. I enjoyed writing about Rowena and John.
Congratulations to Sharon Frizell who won the e-copy of The Gentle Knight
thank you so much , can’t wait to read it