by Carmen Ferreiro-Esteban
Synopsis:
A full moon, a silver key,
and the forbidden passion of two young lovers
will bring hope to a defeated kingdom
and, through their sorrow, deliver a king
who will change its fate
Sent back in time through a portal the full moon opens,
Julian and Andrea, two lovers from a parallel universe, are
caught in opposite sides of the battle between the last
Spanish stronghold and the Arabian invaders. A battle for
survival that will determine the fate of a kingdom and
demand of them the ultimate sacrifice: As the Arabs close
on the mountains, Julián makes a decision that will break
Andrea’s heart and change them forever.
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Synopsis:
A Spanish Princess.
An American Boy.
A King set on revenge.
An unrequited love
and a disturbing family secret
bring a world to the brink of War.
Two Moon Princess is a coming of age story with a touch of romance that takes place in a mythical world in which the medieval kingdoms of Spain are still fighting each other, a world of warrior kings in which girls are not supposed to speak their minds.
An American Boy.
A King set on revenge.
An unrequited love
and a disturbing family secret
bring a world to the brink of War.
Two Moon Princess is a coming of age story with a touch of romance that takes place in a mythical world in which the medieval kingdoms of Spain are still fighting each other, a world of warrior kings in which girls are not supposed to speak their minds.
Exclusive Excerpt from TWO MOON PRINCESS
TWO MOON PRINCESS by Carmen
Ferreiro-Esteban
I woke up at the sound of
hooves. “At ease!” A deep authoritarian voice said and then added sharply,
“Does she know?” After a short answer I couldn’t hear, the newcomer continued.
“We cannot take any risks. She has to stay now. Bring her to me!”
Hurried footsteps approached
my tent, and a soldier came in. After cutting the rope that bound my ankles, he
dragged me to my feet and ordered me out. Shivering in the cold air, I stumbled
on my uncertain legs along a line of tents covered in dew until we reached a
bigger one with the king’s standard above. Upon saluting the guards who flanked
the entrance, the soldier lifted the door flap and pushed me inside.
“Kneel!” he ordered.
My head raised in defiance, I
stepped forward. “I am Princess Andrea de Montemaior. I will kneel to no one,”
I said to the shadows inside.
The rasping sound of a quill
against vellum that came from the back of the tent stopped brusquely, and
silence froze around me like a living presence.
I blinked repeatedly until
the shapes coalesced into forms. Looking through my squinting eyes I saw a man
dressed in black sitting behind a trestle table covered with books and papers.
His dark face, was tense and sharp as if chiseled in stone and deep creases ran
along his forehead. He didn’t look at all like the gentle lover I remembered
staring longingly into Rosa’s eyes. And yet, despite his plain soldier clothes
and his disheveled hair, there was such an arrogance in the way he looked at me
that even before he spoke I knew without a doubt, he was the king.
His eyes two burning points
of fire aimed at mine, Don Julián rose from his chair. As if following an order
I had not heard, the soldier by my side got up and left. The king moved around
the table and came toward me.
“Who are you and what do you
want?” he said, his voice sharp and cold as a naked blade. “You have two
minutes to convince me you are worth my time.”
His tone was not the soft
pleading one I remembered from when he was making love to my sister, but cold
and unfriendly. A voice you obey. It took all my will to resist the urge to
comply.
“I have already told you. I
am Princess Andrea of the House of Montemaior. I have come to you as a
messenger. Unless you treat me with the respect I deserve, I refuse to talk.”
Don Julián stared at me with
his dark impenetrable eyes. Then he unsheathed his sword and with a swift
movement of his arm, cut the rope that tied my hands.
“You may proceed now,
Princess,” he said with a quick bow, his voice so cold and unyielding that I
shivered.
Fighting the desire to rub my
wrists, as I did not want to give him the satisfaction of showing weakness, I
searched my mind for the speech I had so carefully prepared for the occasion.
But Don Julián was staring at me so openly, so shamelessly, that suddenly I
became painfully aware of my appearance. Aware that in my page outfit, now
dirty and wrinkled after three nights of sleeping in it, not to mention my
recent fall in the river, I looked anything but royal.
“Sire,” I started, my voice
surprisingly calm. “I have come to offer you a way to win back Princess Rosa
without a battle. If you agree to postpone the confrontation with my father, I
will help you get to her so you can again win her favor. I give you my word
that Don Juan will be—gone by then.”
“You came to offer me
Princess Rosa back?” Don Julián repeated without bothering to disguise his
amusement. “And what made you think I would want her now, Princess?”
“Because you are in love with
her.”
Don Julián started laughing.
But there was no merriment in his laugh. It was a false, contrived, and somehow
sad noise, so unexpected it made me wonder about his sanity. Finally he
stopped, and looking at me as if I were the crazy one, he asked, “Have you ever
heard of a marriage of convenience, Princess?”
And as the meaning of his
question that was not a question, sunk in me I started shaking. “But then . . .
” I stopped. What I wanted to say but couldn’t was that then the war was
inevitable, that because of me people would die. Again, like the day at the
arch when I had seen the huge wave of water roaring toward me, I was paralyzed
by fear. And this time John was not there to rescue me.
A native of Spain, Carmen Ferreiro-Esteban has combined the scientific knowledge gathered during the studies that led to her Ph.D. in Biology and ten years of research with her life long love of writing and languages into a freelance career as an editor and translator in the Life Sciences, Biotechnology and Medical fields.
She is also a fiction and non-fiction writer and editor/translator. She has published four books with Chelsea House on drugs and diseases, and three fiction books: two young adult historical fiction novels: Two Moon Princess (Tanglewood Press) and The King in the Stone, and the paranormal romance Immortal Love (Crimson Romance), and its Spanish version, Bécquer eterno.
You can visit Carmen on her website or on Facebook.
She is also a fiction and non-fiction writer and editor/translator. She has published four books with Chelsea House on drugs and diseases, and three fiction books: two young adult historical fiction novels: Two Moon Princess (Tanglewood Press) and The King in the Stone, and the paranormal romance Immortal Love (Crimson Romance), and its Spanish version, Bécquer eterno.
You can visit Carmen on her website or on Facebook.
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Thank you so much Summer for having me in your blog. :)
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