Morning everyone.  I hope you have a nice, peaceful Sunday planned (and not at work like me!!) Today first up, I’m on the blog blitz for The Return of Her Lost Knight by Melissa Oliver and am bringing you an extract…..enjoy!

about the return of her lost knight

Title: The Return of Her Lost Knight
Author: Melissa Oliver
Genre: Medieval Historical romance
Series/Standalone: Standalone Book 3 of Notorious Knights
Estimated page count: 231
Formats available: Paperback and eBook
Publisher: Mills & Boon Historical (24 Jun. 2021)
Tour organised by: Rachel’s Random Resources

Her second chance

With her lost love…

To avoid a forced marriage, Lady Gwenllian plans to escape to a convent. She couldn’t possibly honor another when her heart still belongs to Ralph de Kinnerton, the man she had to betray to save his life—only to hear of his death shortly after. So how is it possible he’s here at this knight’s tournament? Now the pull of their unfinished past forces Gwen to question the choice she’d made for her future…

Purchase Links: Amazon UK ~ Amazon US ~ Mills and Boon ~ Harlequin

extract

Ralph stayed back in the open fields, relentlessly practising the techniques that had earlier deserted him during the opening exhibition in front of the young King and the Marcher Earls. He lifted his sword in different directions, tilting it in various angles and swiping it around his body as he circled a non-existent opponent. Over and over again.

Ralph could not lose sight of everything he had worked so hard for, all because he had set eyes on a woman who had once meant a great deal to him.

Not only had he made himself look bad in front of the men who had helped and believed in his mission, but Ralph had left himself exposed to Gwen’s curiosity after he’d given the ribbon back to her. Tom had been right—she was probably married after all this time and was not worth these reflections.

Ralph wasn’t even sure why it had been so imperative to give that blasted ribbon back. Only it had.

Seeing Gwen again had brought everything to the fore—the loss of his father who had always been critical of him, the betrayal of his obsequious cousin, who’d turned on him so swiftly that it had made his head spin. And finally, Gwen herself, who had made it clear that she was staying behind.

She had always been so sensible, prudent and practical. Even that last time they had spoken in the woods. Gwen had explained her duty—to be the next Lady of Kinnerton, no matter who its lord might be. She had urged Ralph to run away and save himself. And like a coward he eventually gave in and left without her, hurt and confused that she would choose her obligation over him. That she had closed herself off to the love they’d shared. It had been like a dagger struck into his heart, a final blow following the madness in the aftermath of his father’s death, leaving just a dark, hollow emptiness in his heart.

No more. He was now a different man to the one he had been back then and he could not lose sight of what was important here. He had to stop thinking about the past and look to the future. A future that could only be his if he was determined, resilient and focused enough.

Tom approached him, ‘Come, let’s retire to the castle and get some much-needed food. It will be quite the feast with King Henry in attendance.’

Ralph lifted his head and shook his head. ‘No, I don’t think that would be a good idea.’

‘Ah, so you have reconsidered everything to do with Lady Gwenllian.’ ‘Yes, I do understand the need for caution.’
‘If only you had thought of that before, my friend.’

‘I do realise that.’ Ralph sighed in exasperation. ‘But I can rectify that now, by keeping away and avoiding her altogether.’

‘And I suppose that would also include our absence from the hall tonight?’

Ralph nodded as he turned to his friend and placed his sword back in its scabbard. ‘I’ve imposed much on you, Tom.’

‘You have.’ Tom smiled wryly. ‘But I’m sure I’ll live, without the good wine, delicious food and convivial company that I would surely enjoy. Who needs that anyway?’

‘Who, indeed?’ He nodded at him. ‘My thanks, Tom. You’re a good friend.’

His smile stretched to a grin. ‘I know.’

about the author

Melissa Oliver is from south-west London where she writes historical romance novels. She lives with her lovely husband and three daughters, who share her passion for decrepit, old castles, grand palaces and all things historical. She is the winner of The Romantic Novelists’ Association’s Joan Hessayon Award for new writers in 2020 for her debut, The Rebel Heiress and the Knight. When she’s not writing she loves to travel, paint and visit museums & art galleries.

Where to find Melissa online:  Twitter | @melissaoauthor ~ Facebook | Melissa Oliver Author

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Thanks to Rachel for inviting me on to the tour, and to Melissa and the publisher for sharing an extract with us.

I’ll be back soon with another post!

Chelle x

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