Wales 1294…A hated English king, a country in violent rebellion against him, and a sixteen-year old girl from Virginia Beach badly out of her depth.
Not long ago, Megan Lynch was a high-school sophomore. Currently, she is watching a man dangling from a rope as a crowd of thirteenth century Welsh rebels cheer on.
“Go stay with your grandmother in Wales, it’ll keep you out of trouble,” her mother had said. Oh, the irony.
In her mom’s defense, she could never have predicted the events that unfolded in the ruins of Flint Castle that afternoon. She certainly wouldn’t have known about the strange Welshman or the pendant he gave Megan. Even then, if it hadn’t been for the encounter with a local bully and her crew, then Megan might still be wandering around the ruins of a thirteenth century castle, instead of a fully functioning one
Her striking similarity to the king’s daughter is initially her saving grace, but with the king himself en route, she knows her luck cannot last. Thankfully, help is at hand in the shape of Hugh, a handsome young knight’s squire with a deadly secret.
Their journey through an oppressed medieval North Wales is a perilous one. It is a world of chainmail, blood-soaked swords, scorched towns, and weird tasting beer. Their friendship grows as they overcome obstacles along the way. Whisper it quietly, but could this be love?
With a big dollop of luck and a little help from friends along the way, perhaps Megan can make it back to her everyday world of Snapchat, Instagram and Same-Day Delivery; then again, will she even want to?
Born and bred in North Wales; after graduating from The University of Leeds with a Mining Engineering degree, Dai spent the next seven years living and working (often four km underground) in Southern Africa. This was followed by spells living in California and London.
He now resides in the beautiful state of Colorado, but returns to Wales as often as possible to visit family, soak up that indefinable magical atmosphere, and experience the sense of belonging he feels nowhere else – a Hiraeth as we say in Welsh.
Proper fish and chips and CAMRA pubs serving real ale are the icing on the bara brith.