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March 25th, 2014
Mistress of Merrivale in Photos and Words

Mistress of Merrivale is out today!

Today my tour takes me to Aly’s Miscellany where I have a guest post and to I Know That Book and Midnight Musings with Bertena where I have spotlights. I also have an interview with Adria Romance Reviews

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Dartmoor is a place of wilderness and this is Black Tor, one of the many rock formations that cover the moors. Here’s a short excerpt featuring the scenery of Dartmoor and Jocelyn’s first glimpse of the wilderness.

The carriage rattled over a rut, jolting the entire vehicle. Jocelyn braced her hand on the interior to hold her position. Once she’d committed to Mr. Sherbourne, affairs moved rapidly. With Melburn’s help, she’d signed a betrothal contract and a few days later, she became Mrs. Leo Sherbourne. An urgent message came from Merrivale, summoning Leo home and he left London the same day, leaving Jocelyn to arrange the move to Devon.

Now that she was on her way to join her new husband, trepidation traveled with her. Anxiety jostled in the pit of her stomach each time the carriage struggled through a pothole.

“Are we there yet?” Elizabeth Townsend’s querulous voice pierced her thoughts—an oft repeated question, that had grated Jocelyn’s nerves raw.

They’d taken the journey in small stages over many days, but even so, by the time they reached the outskirts of Dartmoor, Jocelyn wanted to strangle her mother.

“We should reach Merrivale later this afternoon.” Jocelyn pushed down the carriage window and tilted her face to the bright sunshine. Fresh air ruffled her hair, tugging the strands not covered by her cap.

The carriage labored up a slope, the wheels protesting and the coachman urging the horses on with a snap of his whip. When they reached the crest of the hill, Jocelyn’s breath caught. The countryside stretched out before them—an endless carpet of greenery, studded with piles of rocks, stacked like a haphazard pile of oversize books. A cloudless blue sky completed the majestic panorama.

“Mother, look at the view. Isn’t it glorious?” She’d heard the area could be inhospitable and eerie with dangerous mists and treacherous bogs, yet it wasn’t today. For their arrival, Dartmoor was showing her finest.

“I can’t see,” her mother complained.

“Come and sit beside me,” Jocelyn said.

They shuffled around the carriage interior until her mother could view the vista.

“Pretty,” her mother said. “Are we there yet?”

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6 comments to “Mistress of Merrivale in Photos and Words”

  1. Another great picture to go with a great post. Thanks for sharing.


  2. Thanks, Mary. :)


  3. Enjoyed the excerpt. And the photos are a great idea.


  4. It’s always nice to have a visual.


  5. Is her mother addled?


  6. Yes, she’s suffering from dementia.